Convoluting confusion teetering towards a crushing confession,
Danger dithers while we discuss the diversions,
Sought solitude fails spectacularly to sink or swim,
Instead initiating a sound suspension inclusive of intermediate instances,
And all along we wait alone for another aspiration or aversion,
But being loved leads the blind back to before,
Repeating ripe mistakes made right because they are wrong.
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