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its a long life of
guessing and hoping
( what bends us out of shape
while tending to the light )
I have a headache full of
powder, a soft sentience...
I hope one day my words
mean something to you
finding them like fossils
brushed off and cared for
fulfilling the alien need as
I wander along in time.
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