All Too Beautiful

It is all too beautiful.

I indulge in it, content,

then I fall into despair.

I don’t know how or why

but that it is all too beautiful.

My soul can’t stand to just taste it,

for all that this life offers is a taste.

I must have all of it, all of it so beautiful,

or none of it at all.

And my passionate mind tells me

that neither all nor none exists

in this dimension,

in this world.

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