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<title>crescendo - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>crescendo</b></p>
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<p>published: 3-12-2016</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>sweetness never stays.<br />
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no horizon is worth chasing relentlessly<br />
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ambition fades into obsession<br />
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and crescendos in devastation</p>
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<p>a delicate ball of pure glass<br />
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wound out of the finest sands<br />
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twice shattered and once glued<br />
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can never be truly put back together</p>
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<p>sticks and stones<br />
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may break people’s bones<br />
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but scars dug deep enough<br />
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never truly heal</p>
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<p>where is the peace I paid for?<br />
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surely my childhood doesn’t hold a monopoly<br />
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although countless summer afternoons spent poring over<br />
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paper money counts in some convoluted way</p>
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