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Does everyone not simply adore my inconsistency in life? I know the ideal that I could possibly mean everything to everyone is irrational, but nothing else could rid my mind of this discontent. Days plague my life in which I care to accomplish naught in my life, and other days, I spend attoning for my idleness. I feel as if in a sick way, this
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Zaq of rain
Zaq of love
and Zaq of pain.
Zaq of mercy
Zaq of grace
Zaq has glasses
On Zaq's face.
Zaq the mighty
Zaq the kind
Zaq the weary
Many, for Zaq, have pined.
Zaq of glory
Zaq of fun
Zaq of Cara
Zaq's just begun.
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