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Spriha Kant Sep 2020
Hushing my voice isn't needed as I never inflict pain on my throat where my voice's value is nugatory.
My decisions are fallacious
My thoughts are surreptitious
My heartbeat arrhythmic
And my soul tormented

I help none
Speak not
And seek no intimacy

I am contemptible
Hated
Degenerate
Low
Lousy
And
I am nugatory

— The End —