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Humanly: Functions of the Transitionally AdeptSleep can't help me now. Nothing can help / me now. As many people care, and as sure as I am that th
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Left in the StreetIs everyone right? / Does anyone care? / Is anyone left? / How did they fare? / How did they stand,
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Heart, Beating Me to DeathLost in my mind in my body in my soul, / I don't know what I want anymore, but isn't that how the wo
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HereI am not what I seem. / I am strong. And confidant, and a confidante to everyone's swan song / our g
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SinnerFresh, fleshed out / my feelings and emotions flushed, hushed, must / be on their way to make me bet
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Push IToday was not a bust or a wash, but instead a push. / A day where nothing was lost, but nothing was
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Pleas(e)It's 4am and I'm laying awake half naked / worried about money and life, but that's / nothing new. /
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FailureI've never been good at math. / Even my friends would tease me when I got an answer wrong. / "4?!" t
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A. (lot)Somedays i'm wasting away, others I'm feeling great / even with a lot on my plate I can satiate / my
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Past ExperienceIt's not a job interview / I don't expect it to be / I walked into the meeting and saw him / him / h
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