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Dec 2016
There is a savage inside me
To ravish just everything
That could be held sacred or near
It both is me and destroys me
A parasite I created
Now my savior is poisonous
And it's something I won't drink
Because the way it will  change me
Reinvent my form and structure
All before the thing will rupture
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