They're pushing proverbs
in the corners of my mind
and stuffing knowledge
down my throat as if it were
some euphoric cure
paving my destiny
towards dying a martyr,
yet as much as I calculate
this vector or poke and ****
at this minuscule cell,
I'm still left to question
everything I know
about myself.

And I'm starting to lose hope
in grasping that concept.

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