
your personae is flecked with some thing. you Might wanna take it off for to clean it. make it pristine and what all...
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 50 - Published: 06-22-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3034985
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You'll be doing that forever you know…
Putting on sweaters,
Or taking them off.
Constantly defending your self.
Structuring quanta to your liking.
Enjoying, condemning,
Adoring. Beginnings
Tend equanimically to ward
coming together & coming apart.
Is there some thing to want?
Isn't there nothing to want?
No matter.
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