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(I’m in the middle of the tribute prose-poems, but I gotta get this out).

You slave —

killer of self-defeat

Steal Me

Strike Me

Pin Me Down with words,

then leave me foaming at the mouth —

MARKER OF THE marketed,

SALE!!!

WISDOM.

But, you need comforts I cannot give.

You build me up

to tear me down.

I am but a box of Legos;

to fall for you.

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I’m more than breath & bones, I’m nectar in waiting — Owner ACG •Editor PSILY •Writing for the cosmos. •https://acorneredgurl.com

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