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The relieving of grieving

spells of spelling hissy fits, is relieving or reliving the for-the-word that the brain searches to no avail, a distraughting travail. and you know what it is that destroys you, peacefully by piece-fully, destroys, be-fiddled befuddled, we huddle up with my the legislative of my body-parts, each an equal state, under my federal jurisdiction, that no one needs to obey, they all renegade from the obvious and, the answer plain, *in the reliving, there is no relieving,* no rescue mission, on the way, nope, no rescue for this poet losing his own way
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Oct 23, 2025
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