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Mar 2022
Wait just a minute, I just remembered
How selectively action is taken
Don't hesitate to see me dismembered
No mind fissure will form; you're not shaken

Remember to recycle the knife, friend
**** a companion to save your planet
You'll be there and to the next life I'm sent
Seems we both have fantasies about it

I died when my body wasn't my own
It left me, now a stranger and a ghost
Immortal, no longer bound to this town
The metaphysical needs a free host

They know I cheated them, cheated my death
One last bowl of lettuce before the hearth
Brianca Kreeger
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Brianca Kreeger  25/F/Kentucky
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