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(this document regards
a selfcontained anomaly.
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it was an error.
this isnt a joke.
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what are we, but the
somethings in the back of our minds
and the depths of our hearts
class safe
though i know
it s not my lot
to be protected
though i know
it s not my lot
to be joyous
though i know
it s not my lot
to be known by all
there is longing
where there is duty;
yet i stay
my
hand.
containment
the city became too big for me
and within it i was lost
the cars were too f a s t
t
a
l
scrapers too l
for me to call my home.
i sought
(and i found)
(they gave)
asmallplaceforme
where i can:
- think
and i can:
- breathe,
and i can:
- be
- to
- myself
and this — this i call my home.
description of the self
id.
ego.
superego.
i am the center
where you are not i am
where you are i am not.
in your heart
in your mind
in your soul
and i am every-one
and i am no-one
comfortable nothing
where you hurt—
where you fear—
i follow.
for i am
perserverant
for i am
unparalyzed
for i am
the absence
you need
d o you know
w here you go
when the
s t a t i c
c l o s e s
in
and you cant handle it anymore and you cant be here anymore and you just want to take a fucking break
and your movements
stop being yours
and your words
arent yours
and your body
sure as hell
isnt yours
hello
hello
.