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May 2013
you think you are bright
because you are better at the game than i.

that is all it is, a game.
and so you are not that very special.
       you don't need to be distracted
                  by the burning gases and stretching matter
          that fight endlessly above us.

i don't see how it's relevant,
that you can move straight forward
             and i only in  h a l t i n g  steps
                       with frequent and suspicious looks
to the right
                 and to the left

my withstanding of this charade
        is coming to an end
i must be prodded back into place
          i must be shown the way forward
(though i know all the time that it is a trick)

let us all pretend that we feel at home
and that everything is alright
a m a n d a
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