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Sep 2017
Validate my existence.
By nursing my insecurities.
In your empathetic salvation.
Your divine concern.
A noble neuroses.
Fancy fallacy of form.
Your ideals.
Sacred sentiment.

Yet I'm but a stone.
Cold, distant, and alien.
Only moved.
With.
Force.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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