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I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet My pencil is my carrier My eraser its competition To have weight in my words Or to have worry in aesthetic I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet Absorbed by my abstraction I’m left puzzled by empty thoughts My intent; not yet refined Incitement is getting lost Wholeness in completion Would be rather great Yet I still fall short Every step closer that I take Unsettling impediment Stops me dead in my tracks I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet
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Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 12:31 AM UTC
short circuit
I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet My pencil is my carrier My eraser its competition To have weight in my words Or to have worry in aesthetic I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet Absorbed by my abstraction I’m left puzzled by empty thoughts My intent; not yet refined Incitement is getting lost Wholeness in completion Would be rather great Yet I still fall short Every step closer that I take Unsettling impediment Stops me dead in my tracks I’m a short circuit My ends just don’t quite meet
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21/F/Canada
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 12:31 AM UTC
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