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Mar 2014
I think in pictures and remember in notions*

energy sifting
with me itching
but the change is seldom
well-done meat
inedible to those few and me
mismatched and yet intact
daily glue found as tack
hold what together
eat what whenever
and grow much further out
encasing a lard of DNA
made possible only away
as mind is ripped
unholy, unfinished within us
dipped in wax
made candles to burn
I burn, I yearn
and yet still, I wander
nothing is worth this
uncontrolled
sold lies
and truths ignored
one should live by
Feeling Real
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Feeling Real  26/F
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