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Bold and Daring
We represent out past in such a pure form.
A sort of self-beautification that sweats sin.
The scars we shed tell stories
Of simple times, brilliant times, of those times.
It used to rain on my brief youth like bricks.
A torrent of peace like avalanche laughs.
They came deep but dwell silent like living.
Bold and daring like the dreams we dreamt while dieing.
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