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You.
Are.
A.
Walking.
Masterpiece.
Do you ever read something you wrote when you were little and you just really wanna die a little because you were so cheesy?

Me at age 11: " I am a sea of feelings. I am an emocean."
Once I was 11 years old......
he
departed
from
his
homeland
and
went
venturing
over
the
oceans
grand

he
landed
upon
a foreign
shore
whereupon
he
instigated
the
sorrows
of
war

the
natives
numbers
were
whittled
down
and
they
lost
their
empire's
crown

the
story
may
be
familiar
to
you
and
if
I
say
conquistador
it'll
be
a
vital
clue

the
motherland
of
Spain
gave
birth
to
him
the
expoditioner
of
acts
that
were
so
grim
None of it works for me
Not dance, not music, not even art.
Not words or rhymes or fairy tales
That talk of ever-after.
All of it is useless in this void.
              ljm
The Blue-moodies have attacked me again.
Whatever you believe ,
Whatever your heart desire ,
The answer is Yes

      if              
            ever
The
           voices
Try
          To
Tell
          You
                 Otherwise

You shout out thunderously,
Speak to them back
             And
Tell
          Them
You
          Still

        Believe


Would you at least please try.
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