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Even the slightest abrasion
leaves a mighty crimson pool
The most discreet of secrecies
impossibly subdued
Every paradigm accepted –
rejected without cost
Even those on the right track
become miserably lost
The bitter, the sweet,
the tangy and tired,
the strong, the weak, the willing
It’s the insatiable satisfaction felt
and the emptiness of filling