I'd love to make them weigh more -
As a matter of an experiment,
A thought, free yet excessive,
Since they carved out of pain
And joy
And solitude
And curiosity
That always seems to win.
They cast a light
Among names
And silence
And numerous illusions,
And stability
And chaos
And we used to be there -
A perfect solution,
Happy and united at a distance,
As letters
From one alphabet
In the same motion.
Diligence in poetry
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