Held by rapture
Dampened by daily routine
Hopeful of connection
Run through by love
Each to their own
As I see beyond the petty
Crazy life we live and die through
We get to pick our poison
Until we notice what we're drinking
Why should I be so lucky
To realize my own fate
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