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why do I trust? why do I kneel at the altar of pain? yet alone I can't heal. & I feel the sensation of time standing still. . . still, others gather not so unlike me, our failings akin. but the likeness blurs steady at the edge of our sin. how time interfers with the causual flaw. if left unaddressed it raises momentum, & will gradually gnaw at the seam of a being, 'til undone & unseen our tendencies harm us & obscure the meaning of any decision we're left to confront. outside of convention inside of complex, the error we grow with tears strong warm & wet. while the meaning of this we attempt to accept, a bin