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Could
I could wrestle with my problems, clawing and biting and landing with bone shattering force,
like that of the bathos of the drunk stumbling into the home of the bitter-sweet angels, which I once took as my own,
like finding in yourself the remorse of the fallen,
like meeting your hero, only to find in him that which you hate about your self,
I could find a reason to take my own life, if only through self deprivation of vice,
I could scorn you all and run away, feeling burning contempt, towards your every word and action,
I could bathe in the sickly-sweet sensation of watching you destroy yourselves
but none of this could tell of why Voltaire was a cynic.
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