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through pain, we often find the key
to unlock the door, to what we long to be;
to what we need to be,
to set our spirits free;

from this damnable desolation
that often creeps into our lives...

we walk alone in silence,
waiting for the other shoe to drop...
when all we want is solace,
some place where we can stop...

and revel in the throes of
something more than anger;
something less than hate;
not in the arms of
just another stranger...

but in the firm embrace;
face to face...
with the other half...

of who we are.

Copyright (c) ad infinitum Jeff Mason