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Mar 2015
Hidden, behind all the things you do;
you cherish the mile, the medium, the money,
convenience is a specialty, and status the while.
The perfect personification of capital: a slave;
Property in a picture, capital a drug; the presidents on TV,
and we're all here because of love.

To use love--a materialist notion--getting wet, but not wed.
Going hard, but no rain, ice falls, and summer set.
Collect the dials and never forget that you are dreaming,
when you are stuck in that spiral, just reach out and find me.
Corporeal copulation: congealed cortex conversations,  collide beside me.
We are one self, and no status the while can stop We!
#WeDeserverBetter
Mattrick Patrick
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