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So much locked within bubbling at the surface Pinholes of strain attempt to release pressure Its immensity can't be touched by a million such holes Desire to discard the cloak grows with every breath But the fear of being unveiled and naked prevents it As the molehills burn and the fires are extinguished Mountains emerge in silence, born of the forgotten ashes Smoldering embers give rise to the unfathomable Gargantuan by comparison and seemingly unstoppable Can such enormity be reigned in, Or will trying be a harsh lesson in futility? Never give up or knowing when to do so Holding tightly or letting go To analyze or forget No clear cut paths in the forest of self-destruction
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May 23, 2010
May 23, 2010 at 7:40 PM UTC
Cauldron
So much locked within bubbling at the surface Pinholes of strain attempt to release pressure Its immensity can't be touched by a million such holes Desire to discard the cloak grows with every breath But the fear of being unveiled and naked prevents it As the molehills burn and the fires are extinguished Mountains emerge in silence, born of the forgotten ashes Smoldering embers give rise to the unfathomable Gargantuan by comparison and seemingly unstoppable Can such enormity be reigned in, Or will trying be a harsh lesson in futility? Never give up or knowing when to do so Holding tightly or letting go To analyze or forget No clear cut paths in the forest of self-destruction
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May 23, 2010
May 23, 2010 at 7:40 PM UTC
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