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A Central Event

As the blade search for the life of me, The pain glides the blade with certainty, Deeper the journey as my body writhe, The agony lingers as I am denied relief, Thoughts mingle with the blood juice, The wealth of data drowns and mutes, Deliverer plunge to my convictions, Released of a wretched disposition, Partakes in the realm of the soulless, Contorted body claim to Earthiness, Life teems, trilled sound, grassy green, Central, City's heart beats onward, minus a soul. 2019 September 28

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Date: 8/16/2022 6:26:00 AM
Wow I am sorry as it seems this poem was written from a place of inner pain.
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