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A little faith in the sole of my shoe

I have made a relatively

Large mistake

In that

I have taken any of this

Insanity seriously.

For many years

I was tricked into

Playing along with this

Phenomenally ******* up

Box of stones

Being sold

As silver.

Beauty is abundant

And I will live my days

With it.

I will ignore the demons

Who wish to abolish it.

War ******

Greed

Slime

And pukes.

I will no longer

Associate with you.

To me you do not

Exist.

You have lost the battle

For my mind.

You could not capture it with

Television

Propaganda

Schools

Churches

Drugs

Or fictional accounts of history.

You could not contain it with

Science

Institutions

Math

Taxes

Or hysteria.

Although I do posses embarresment

And a little shame

For having paid attention

To you,

I wash my hands

Hold up my head

Adjust my hat

And continue to walk

With a little faith in the soles of my shoes.

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Feb 24, 2014
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