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Nothingness ain't nothing.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Once a mere survivor
then the bully of the planet
now reduced to mere number
chasing greed and ignorance
consuming own mother to death
with nowhere else to go
but within
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Imagination is the prelude to creation
Life is like an addiction
Balance is the middle touch
Puppet reaches enlightenment
Male is infertile female
Eat, shit, fuck, reproduce,
When shit sinks, you got trouble,
When there was change, there was time.
True slave is given
Once a mere survivor
By works the votary doth rise to faith,
Memory is like a being
You shout, they don't listen,
To be, unbe, or just slumber,
Mouth, nose
Nothingness is a drum in tune
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