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Abstract Thoughts
Escaped soul
was pronounced dead, after
becoming rich. You start
peeling of the skin of neo-poverty.
Hunger equates you with god.
It hurts your tarnished honesty. The
image of half-man, half-tiger.
The veneer coming off very soon.
The pepper spray was well
planned for steady hands to
make you spring-blind. Your pockets are
full of fireflies.
The poetry effect was negligible,
when you start praying for snowstorm.
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