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Vanity

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The sweetness of vanity;
vanity soiled by sanctity.

I seek no emancipation.
I’m fine from every indication.

Vanity profoundly pure;
Satisfaction without a cure.

Desperately I drown.
There’s no reason to frown.

Vanity without fetters;
with her, life seems better.

I’ll sing no freedom song.
Deeper I wish to plunge.

Vanity is profoundly beautiful…
a fact known even by a fool.

A pleasure without a pain;
Sweetness without a stain.

Vanity armed with sanity;
I remain a victim till eternity.

I search for no solution.
This vanity has become a volition.

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