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Am I ? Kool? Do I need to be? I need to learn I cannot choose Who is or is not my enemies! Thus if friends are contingent Upon how I pretend to be..... In the end it really depends On which friends Then again If I have to try ......... Solitary confinement ........... I transend Who am I? I refuse to die Caught in a lie, Dissatisfied in these trends, And variance within Of who I am supposed to be. I look deeply In the darkness I see Time loss triggered memory Lobotomy by Luminati. Underneath lies......... And a skeleton key...... Dichotomy..... Gloomy . .. Entombed, Doom in full bloom , Tell me ....... I insist , Am I in your paradigm Or are you mine? To which do I exist? Parasite? Or Have I made the list ? Consume ? Or To be consommé sweater spun on a loom? Or Swathed in a spiders caccoon? Fear and loathing In a venomous lagoon Sipping on shrooms Soakin in sherm....... Strange . Everything's changed Except the pain Concern remains. Am I still Germain And if so Am I still me ? How will I know Follow my Sherpa through the plumes, Trepidation in a humidor Self proclaimed Troubadour Missing  ques Misconstruing clues Groomed   In delerium in a flue With blue flames Played by the rules Player to a pawn Pupil to a puppa Stupid out of excuses Fuled by shame  So I goon On......
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Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 3:12 PM UTC
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Am I ? Kool? Do I need to be? I need to learn I cannot choose Who is or is not my enemies! Thus if friends are contingent Upon how I pretend to be..... In the end it really depends On which friends Then again If I have to try ......... Solitary confinement ........... I transend Who am I? I refuse to die Caught in a lie, Dissatisfied in these trends, And variance within Of who I am supposed to be. I look deeply In the darkness I see Time loss triggered memory Lobotomy by Luminati. Underneath lies......... And a skeleton key...... Dichotomy..... Gloomy . .. Entombed, Doom in full bloom , Tell me ....... I insist , Am I in your paradigm Or are you mine? To which do I exist? Parasite? Or Have I made the list ? Consume ? Or To be consommé sweater spun on a loom? Or Swathed in a spiders caccoon? Fear and loathing In a venomous lagoon Sipping on shrooms Soakin in sherm....... Strange . Everything's changed Except the pain Concern remains. Am I still Germain And if so Am I still me ? How will I know Follow my Sherpa through the plumes, Trepidation in a humidor Self proclaimed Troubadour Missing  ques Misconstruing clues Groomed   In delerium in a flue With blue flames Played by the rules Player to a pawn Pupil to a puppa Stupid out of excuses Fuled by shame  So I goon On......
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Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 3:12 PM UTC
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