Confession: I 8sn
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...ate'a-s-in...
as a way of confessing
...guilt...
with respect finding some
...balance...
after dying
...alive...
and so now still
...dead...
to life's delusions of
...illusory...
songs echoing on
...imaginary...
rhythms of a soul's
...choosing...
i write fewer lyrics than
...words...
stan sand
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