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 Contradictions The peaceful waters will drown my soul. Eyes seeing brightness as black as coal. The freezing wind fires my spirit. The volume is so low I can hear it. The burning sun freezes my fingers. Square spheres are the perfect ringers. I have so much energy that I am tired, Of getting a bonus while being fired. Happy endings are terribly tragic. No tricks here it's simply magic. In your own words written by a friend. The start of something good is often the end.  TQD |