Or so my untold legend tells,
But maybe it's to show those hells
To every unsuspecting else.
Perhaps I'm sharing ecstasy.
That's what I'd like to think of me.
On purpose? Accidentally?
I'd buy each possibility.
As to why I write these crops,
From my heart's bottom to its top,
Agreements couldn't drown pins' drops.
All I know is I can't stop.
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