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yearned . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
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yearned . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
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r
–
–
–
so
.
m
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c
h
.
more,
–
–
when
.
y
o
u
.
first
.
s
e
t
.
the
.
course,
.
.
f
o
r
.
.
those
.
distant
.
shores . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ for
those
.
distant
.
shores
.
o
f
.
regret
.
a
n
d
.
remorse . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
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yearned . . .
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–
–
.
.
.
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yearned
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
so
.
m
u
c
h
.
more,
–
–
back
.
when
.
y
o
u
.
stored
.
s
o
.
little
.
gratitude . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
what
.
treasures
.
y
o
u
.
held
.
i
n
.
the
.
days
.
o
f
.
before . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ back
when
.
y
o
u
.
knew
.
y
o
u
.
were
.
n
o
t
.
confused,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
felt
.
s
o
.
sure
.
y
o
u
.
might
.
find
.
t
h
e
.
fix . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ you
might
.
find
.
t
h
e
.
cure . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
somewhere
behind
.
s
o
m
e
.
secret
door . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
I
ponder
.
whether
.
y
o
u
.
will
.
yearn
.
y
e
t
.
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ will
.
y
o
u
.
yearn
.
y
e
t
.
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
when
.
someday . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
when
.
somehow . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
your
.
future
.
becomes
.
t
h
e
.
now . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ when
.
y
o
u
.
finally
.
discover
.
there
.
i
s
.
no
.
doubt . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
It
.
w
a
s
.
all
.
j
u
s
t
.
a
.
spinning
.
house
.
i
n
.
the
.
clouds . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
spinning
–
–
’round
.
a
n
d
.
’round . . .
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–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
end,
.
over
.
end . . .
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–
–
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
.
up
.
a
n
d
.
down . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ it
.
w
a
s
.
a
.
spinning
.
house
.
i
n
.
the
.
clouds
.
.
o
f
.
.
doubt . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
ponder
.
whether
.
y
o
u
.
will
.
yearn
.
y
e
t
.
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ I
ponder
.
whether
.
y
o
u
.
will
.
yearn
.
y
e
t
.
more . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
when
.
y
o
u
.
someday
.
discern
.
within
.
t
h
e
.
whirling
.
blur . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
that
.
a
l
l
.
the
.
glimmer
.
y
o
u
.
were
.
searching
.
for,
–
–
sparkles
.
upon
.
t
h
e
.
distant
shores . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ it
sparkles
.
upon
.
t
h
e
.
distant
shores,
.
.
o
f
.
.
the
.
d
a
y
s
.
that
.
c
a
m
e
.
before . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
causing
.
s
u
c
h
.
rush
.
o
f
.
regret
.
a
n
d
.
remorse,
–
–
that
.
y
o
u
.
madly
.
race
.
t
o
.
reverse
.
course,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
yearn
.
f
o
r
.
those
.
days . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
yearn
.
f
o
r
.
those
.
days . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
yearn
.
f
o
r
.
those
.
days . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
yearn
.
f
o
r
.
those
.
days . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ for
the
.
d
a
y
s
.
that
.
c
a
m
e
.
before . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ for
the
.
d
a
y
s
.
that
.
c
o
m
e
.
no
more.
Reflection: This was a personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote back in October of 2014 where the affected party likes to flirt with temptation and repeatedly gets drawn into the depths of the darkness and chaos it brings – being addicted to the “ride.” It seems this will be a lifelong, all-consuming struggle and that the affected party will never be able to escape the forces of temptation, addiction, compulsion, and distraction. The struggle can represent any temptation, addiction, compulsion, or distraction type: drugs, alcohol, sex, gambling, obsessions, etc.