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Feb 2015
everyone is just doing the best they can
that thought, when it goes
through my head

it's like it can quiet
all the chaos up there for a minute

i guess that's my mantra
spiritual
in the Eastern sense
let's you say a lot, let's you say
nothing at all

Pseudo-intellectualism, dilettante
I AM NOT VAPID, NOR VACUOUS
i am empty, fill me up
snarling like a ******* beast in heat
****** Rasputin
eat me up
Duke Thompson
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Duke Thompson  Above the clouds
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