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Aug 2016
i'm trying to decide why your face is so there like that
it is an ancient codex
i want to tear apart my brain and view the very smallest notion of it
then take it away and put it back again
until i understand who you really are

where I really come from
i'll feel so close to understanding
no! it can't be! it can't be just... nothing,
moving forward!
no! it can't be just a nothing
becoming the very slightest something
all contained there
it seems too pointless, no!
no, no no no no!

and yet here it all is in front of you
so much
one day
it had to realize
it was never really that much at all
and crawl back into a hole.
i don't know seems pretty great to me! and it just kept going even higher. i'm not sure. what the hell.
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