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Nov 2012
Stop.

Leave me in this misery.

Do not pull me out.

For my misery is my greatest accomplishment.

In my misery you rise above.

In my misery you succeed.

In your success is my demise.

But you, a rarity, creates all.

Can you create death, or does death create you?
Shane Carmichael
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