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Jan 2015
just don't care,

point passed,

permission slip

self-granted,

signed by no one.

just,

my main word,

left embarrassment

in the shadows,

the shadows,

are now overlooked,

laid them down by the wayside

staying there,

but staying no longer.

not in my heart,

weep freely,

me being me,

excuse me for not excusing me,

busy paying attention

to the

gifts within,

so long to the hallelujahs

that have come and gone,

not waiting around

for their
return trip,

new enterprises

beginning with me,

my only principle,

just

be just

unto yourself


for you

are a genre unique,

a life worthwhile
Nat Lipstadt
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Nat Lipstadt  120/M/nyc
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