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Jul 19
I think you know
What that is
So why would
You go into?

What
You assume
Is the thing
That releases
The new you


Where we would go?
But then again
You presume
Just what we know
The ******
Of course
Is the thing
That is exactly
What we do


Then you know
Just what you are
And the **** we got into
Hardly the best
Of what we care about
Is this thing
That makes you
You?
Written by
Jimmy silker
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