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suicide

into this life i pour my soul;
to the next i'll give my bones.
no oblivion, no release, no escape...
each moment too much to relinquish,
each moment not enough to live.
i will seek distant lands and freer suns -
from such brief time i will build dreams.
and you can come to see.....
.... those castles across the stars.

© 3/jan/2002 the auroran sunset