1:17 A.M.

The rain falls

The World turns

Moans flow out unheard

I am nothing

Soon to pass

With dreams of a once dead past

And with hopes unrealized

With perfect loves forgotten

And actualized loves muddled

With tears, lies, regrets

I am a fountain

Perpetually spewing out murky water

Though You are the same

And We cannot purify each other

At least we spew together

And in doing so, truly live

So, I cannot promise You purity

For all We have is We

And We will be nourished all the same

And in doing so, truly live.

And in doing so, truly live.

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