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0x45F2···EFB7Euphoria It hits like lightning, sharp and clean, A moment where the world turns keen. The sky feels higher, the air turns sweet, Your heart outruns its steady beat. It doesn't last; it never could. What once felt bright turns splintered wood. The glow fades out, the thrill subsides, And leaves you hollow, raw inside. You chase it still, that fleeting fire, A cruel trick, this brief desire. Euphoria calls, a siren's plea-- But it ends, as always, empty.
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