I'll keep trying hard; incessantly and till the time; the last iota of crimson blood incarcerated within my poignant veins; doesn't dry beyond the aisles of infinitesimal nothingness,
I'll keep trying hard; relentlessly and till the time; the last bone down my tenaciously lanky spine; doesn't fatigue beyond the corridors of irrevocable hopelessness,
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