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So –many things come easy

As i have “loss touch” with this

A reality that replays

This broke in record

Those songs playing me, psalms

Over and over, religiously

I ponder

Absent of –what ever this is

So forth of self as a lack of substance, this spiritual

How could i ever recorrelate–in to(2)

This meaning

Of course seeing -me in person is a let down

All of this strength, this might–so much insite—-


To just sit and round-away with

The broke in record

So me, imagine this being of a past face , so ugly

Sucked away with the pens stride

How disappointing it be

This annointing–on me

Doing away with this tide(pen)

Mitchell.Tierra (idk my bff, Till)

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