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The more I know
the more the mysteries grow
The more I bare
the more I realise lies hidden
The darker the shadows get
the brighter is the glimmer of hope
Alone in my nakedness
I gather all pain and joy of the world
I know there is a bottom
to all memories pushed down
down the ages
I delve not in the hope
of unearthing gems
I enter to feel the warmth
that lies along
all the way down
the depths of emotion.
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