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Incomprehensible rage and screaming, as
you expel all the hate you own for him,
and your current predicament, into the air.
I hold your eyes, and try to break through to your observer,
your conscious ā€˜Iā€™. Try to make you see that you
can take a breath, watch the rage instead of ride it
but, you remain blind, do not see your potential,
solidify your autonomous position within
your now, self-chosen, read-only life

— The End —