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Jan 2016
the world is my shepard
and i will follow you
to the place of no return
after the integration stops and i am whole again
deciduous, i call it
the shedding of the skin
over and over until i am whole again
until the emptiness becomes that which it is not
factor and regurgitate
can you hear the echo like a wildebeest
kissing the noses softly
but i am alone
right where i want to be
in the center of the landfill
take my money
but you can't take my home
you can't take my home
one day you will remember
Written by
alavandala
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   Andrew Name
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