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[motha_russia]

to live
1000 years and not feel
a shred of yearning
for truth and its inconceivable mystery
is unfathomable to a soul like mine

for desire is that which upholds my very stance upon this earth
and if it were to leave me
suddenly and capriciously
I would fall into the deepest of unforgivable depths
and lie broken upon pieces of regret and rash logic

for the desire that bruns inside me is all I have to battle my weaknesses
and when I lack for yearning I lose the very conflagration that pits itself beneath my persona