I can't
All I can offer are:
Blind eyes
Frail Hands
A weak mind
A dark heart
I understand that you withhold no good thing from me
It's clearly not in you in which I find my identity
When will I have peace?
Is there peace for me?
I can't
Why can't?
When will I have peace
to cover my fatality?
Freedom, beauty
I have found you
Know me; transform
this cursed root
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