If shecan contemplate me. All that sheheard of this feeble heartbeatloving for her own heat,for those blooded veinsthat boil when I pass. I stayas a blank shadow,asking for life.Asking for life,even under pressureof borrowinga sunlit kiss. Asking for life.Repetition within strife,while blue goes above gray,while sickness smothersexistence of days.As a shadowwho asks for life,asks for

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