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we all have our moments

it's something I've learned

black is never out of reach

we take our deadly turn

 

don't lift me, I can stand

don't lift me, I can stand

it's just the things I'm not expressing

have my head inside my hands

 

call off the corpsman

stay here in my sight

every dog has his afternoon

each cat his frozen night

 

don't touch me, I can't stand

don't touch me, I can't stand

it's just the things I'm not accessing

have my heads inside my hand

 

how fey is man

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Bless your happy feet for the high compliment, comfyshoes. Poetry is my brain vomiting when it's too full, and sometimes a select few see a Jackson Pollock painting hidden within the puddle. (Huh?)

 

And thank you, Ellie Mae Clampett. As always, it's nice to see you online.

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