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Nov 2020
I am tired of these
meandering
neanderthal
who do not know
how to self-evolve.

Certain that
they know it all,
so there is no
place for growth.

Partially,
passive pleasure
hunters,
mild mouth breathers,
techno needers,
people pleasers,
freaking breeders,
but seldom ever
very clever
truth seekers.

I am tired of
patterns and science
not being enough
to push them above
previous religious
and political perspectives.

So, in my fatigue,
I settle for being
just me,
seeking the relief
of solitude
and comfort in
the only dude
who thinks
like I do,

me.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  40/M/Litchfield Illinois
(40/M/Litchfield Illinois)   
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