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lemniscate
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From solace, with love.

\_LOTUS_/

You wouldn't believe the poems I write;

the songs I sing;

the battles I fight.

Pain makes beauty

ooze from the heart,

Making mud where my feet

have been ground from the start.

In this murk I've an answer,

both despair

and subsistence.

I only unfold my petals

when met with resistance.

So push down,

make dark,

so that I may grow taller.

At the sight of my light

you will only feel smaller.

You wouldn't believe the songs that I sing;

the dances I dance;

the strength of my might.

In the dark of this pit

there is nowhere but up.

Drink deep of my gifts

for this is your last cup.

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