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∞∞∞ I laugh my sorrows to shame, While I burn in flames Of fiery turmoil and pain, Passions of love in colourful flowers, But swiftly withers. Buried beneath and deep, Is the gracious seed of hope, As the dew wets it whole, It grew to a massive tree, Whose root was found in Love again. ∞∞∞
— Cotek