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    • denah
    • contemplating whether to be a principal or a caterpillar

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    the next time we meet
    you don't have to greet
    me with a smile
    and pretend you even care
    if I live or die
    just say your usual goodbye
    'cause that's all I'll be left with
    in the end

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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