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By Coyote 402

This effervescent rush:

I fear its evanescence,

And pray for its permanence.


Poetry in motion,

Soothes thee klesha-infested soul:


Mye will iz:
A will UN-OWNED


A struggle with:

"I" and "me" and "my".

Thee only way to change iz

to change and laugh.


Give me a soundtrack!
[G-odd, fuckin' damn it]

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