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Feb 2014
Melting in time,
    Frozen in an image.
      Devastated by my own disposition,
               Dying.
I have seen my soul melt in my own,
             in my own.
    with Concrete bones, It Suffers.
        I comfort myself,
                discomforting others.
    Parasites exist.
     They have never existed.
       I put them In me,
      They have Never existed.
This was written years ago.
Andrew Shoemaker
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Andrew Shoemaker
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