Madame Extinction

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If I had to choose her, destruction would be my course.

Detailed observations don't help me make a choice.

She awakens my heart and development is employed.

Because I chose her, her consent allows me to destroy.

Or maybe she's my weakness, or the key to my core.

But instead she's a distraction, nothing but a detour.

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