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Faster than hope flies cold through my veins. Faster than cruelty could drain it out. I commit crimes and I call them mistakes. Nothing denies like a heart in doubt. This I know: people flow like tears through my veins, then drift along to a foreign place. The past like a servant that bends for our sake into the lines we tell it to trace.
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