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- The world is cruel, and beautiful.

Sins left in God's hands.
Wrongs renamed justice.
Someone's screams turned into applause.

Born from the remains of stars,
we keep creating meaning
where no answers come.

Prayer. Love. Destiny.
When we peel those names away,
what remains?

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Five songs that keep playing,
with the answer left blank.

I hate this world.
Still, the sunset was beautiful.
Everything will disappear someday.
Still, I didn't want you to.

There is no name yet
for that contradiction.

Perhaps none of it means anything.
But it hurt.
It was beautiful.
I wanted to live.

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