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Its been a minute since I've written something and finished
So this is for all the words that I have turned into digits
all the problems not listed, bottles and prescriptions
that I have swallowed with persistence. Ill erupt this instant.
Sick of what it is I trust with no limits. A duck that knows fishes
That could fulfill your deepest wishes. Is this your description
Of a life full of wisdom? To me its just a prison
a sea of sand with no land to me it seems terrific
But obvious you don't listen. How could hear above your own thoughts
Thinking you know. But don't know squat.
Bout a beak that won't sqwawk or feet that don't walk
I just got some steam I need to blow off
Don't mind me I'm finally free and won't stop
That's why I key what I key on this old comp
