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True relief, false ambition These are the things that come in Hand in hand When you've been tired for too long And you've been searching for a way out There is none that nature would permit Not even your own instincts could do that Not even in the darkest of night Desperate and depressed poets rarely make headlines We make cute and cohesive stories The culture can recycle over and over But in doing so it erases the meaning behind the work I have been numbed to the feeling if anger or lust For I've written them out of my life This is only who I am now and who I'm learning to love And it isn't easy and there are times I wish for demise And yet the love still prevails Somehow it keeps things from hurting too much or for too long Though the world keeps the hurt coming quite often There is this way by which you may escape Consider love, consider joy Consider letting flowers grow For your dearest girl or boy And when it gets high - it will get low Keep that in mind and keep on going You strong string in this spring quartet I am awake and see the complications And still my purpose is clear - Love.