An Obgobly of Sorts
Imperial pasta
Elbows on the floor
Scattered
Amid an obgobly of sorts
The custom designed
Clothing creators
Churned
Quickly making one
This or another
This was where
I knew
I mean for certain
Dead on
Full immersion
I have been
Alive before
It wasn’t an inkling
But rather something certain
I have lived, will live
And shall live again
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