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It’s so damn exciting to write

Touching feelings too long denied

If nothing but for exercise

I’m dammed if I didn’t at least try

Sound bites of low insights

Why would you or anyone care?

It’s not for your care I write

But for my longing to be

This is my key to the lock of meaning

Or meaning will have no meaning

A life drained, a sapless tree

To complex for a simple existence

What self-loathing undermines

The acceptance of self affection

Like the tiger chasing its tail

Into a tornado of self deception

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