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Oct 2013
The way I see it
is you wake up every morn
soulless,

Spend the rest of the day
rebuilding it
anew,

So when you lay thee
down toΒ Β sleep,
thy soul to free,
not to keep!

Except for the poetry,
You created in tandem,
That on your flesh
Inscribed and filed
Under the heading
Completed.
For Vested Interests, whose interest and kindness is invested in every letter of this poem.
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
(M/nyc)   
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