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October 13, 2009

Loaded under loads of higher levels;
Limited by those by leaps less limited than me.

Your imprint (leech-like) tints, distorts and bevels
'Til led again I am to find that 'I' don't end with me.

Caught! Detained by dual dischordant devils:
Desire (for you), and Dread (that surely you feel differently.).