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This is from an unknown poet, but I found it. It kind of spoke to me. If you guys know who wrote it, I would love to know. It goes, moderation is not a friend of mine I've never known nonchalance never had a taste for lukewarm or half-baked I like my music roaring and my mornings silent

my goals exceeded and ambiguity exiled my heart loved or left alone in other words if you're looking to tiptoe on the cusp of a connection if apathy is part of your plan I am not for you because I would rather be uprooted than planted in the middle ground because I cannot will not produce something half-hearted from a heart that loves wholly or not at all.

Forgive me. I can only offer you everything.