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May 2016
this spiral world
it gets smaller and smaller
things pop out we don't understand
can we call them particles
if we don't know what they are?

this spiral world
it gets bigger and bigger
we pop out but we don't understand
we just stand under
here, wedged between the stars

somewhere in between
you said i might be happy
and i feel it true,
working the ground into pretty heaps

somewhere in between
you said YOU LOSE
and i feel it true
with every victory i reap.

i weep.

i weep, i weep, i weep.
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
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