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Jan 2019
don't inflict me with your
introspection,

dangerous, idle, self-reflection,

tap out of my headspace

my cerebral territory is not a good place

I don't need to think about my thinking

metacognition is a fruitless mission

I'm telling you now

get out
get out
get out
an award winning poem
Written by
Jupiter  17/Agender
(17/Agender)   
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     Josh, SpiritHeart67, marjo, Kirsten Claire, vb and 1 other
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