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so very marketable
my
turn, i say,
to fire without looking
and give up on
caring about the way
other people see things
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i latched onto a soulfully weary
memory of a past life
and forgot to live this one,
until recently
i felt that god was somewhere within me
and now i know
that god is me
and when i grow tired
of your cordial lingo
and your lethargic eye staring
i can reach down inside
and become as big
as i need to be
this is power
not potential
fuck potential
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