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Do you take comfort in the sorrow? In its soft digest? Is it that you're finding solace in a place where you can go no lower? Do your eyes look toward the stars? Do you find life simpler when sorrow is but an ally? When others write of their pain and sing of their grief is it that you feel your not alone? Why do you do this day after day? Why do you come home, eyes aglow, and choose to sink? Why let that energetic ring fade away? Why not create anew that which you let fall? Why not keep that spring alive? Redefine black, as he pounces to and from. In, out, the kitten plays to his own rythm, he cares only for his beat. But ev