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Homethis town always felt like a prison / even though there’s front yards, back yards / And grass separating the buildings
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Life at the InstivteThere’s an hour of the night / or morning / Afternoon?
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NightmaresI used to dream of ice cream, toy stores / roller coasters and Star Wars / It’s just dregs now, bitter
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PotteryThe hands that mold us / I am clay / They could smash me into the table
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The Usual Sort of QuestionsWhat am I? / Some primate? / An affinity for patterns?
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Untitled #1What’s this engineered existence? / As if science built it first / We learned to add the numbers
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Untitled #10“Find a pile of gold and sit on it” / When do things become pointless? / A limit taken to infinity?
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Untitled #11an enigma / a meaning / something inside of me
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Untitled #12I can’t help but think / If I had been a Spartan instead / You’d bleed green from the heart
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Untitled #13disposable income / khaki jeans / a secret stashed in a backpack
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Jun 7, 2013
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