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I have this announcer In my head Speaking through a mic broadcasting my sensational endeavor I decided to do that year only to follow up half way Because of manic episodes Composed of unorganized perfection And useless, jumbled words That often didn’t make sense But the announcer never failed Using their echoing voice Overpowering all other thoughts Would debut some idea Unfinished Making me feel infinite
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
The Announcer
I have this announcer In my head Speaking through a mic broadcasting my sensational endeavor I decided to do that year only to follow up half way Because of manic episodes Composed of unorganized perfection And useless, jumbled words That often didn’t make sense But the announcer never failed Using their echoing voice Overpowering all other thoughts Would debut some idea Unfinished Making me feel infinite
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
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