my last thoughts on this earth this could all be
what it is and i was rushed into this
and i, it's unexpected, this
and i, propelled unto this.
and strapped in mind admits defeat sadly,
that it is the job of other minds to reduce the sum of a person to its parts
during prolonged absence, chiding the lean years
we become so stressed
and it is always over exits.
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