Above, but no better.
Ahead, yet so near.
Attuned, though unclear.
Amidst, lonely however.
Brooding, the universe.
Begrudging, social laws.
Banishing, all flaws.
Beginning, to converse.
Cleaving, my rancor.
Centering, the goal.
Claiming, my lost soul.
Cuddling, my anchor.
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