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- and now II see your name
etched into marbled stone
- a placated fabrication of what
you ever were
- they take the endless wait for
change to come, I can feel it
deep deep in my bones, but it
won't come
- oh no, not from them, It won't,
we know
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samsux
this is the goofiest thing. it shows up perfectly fine in the preview, but doesn't display in the full post. whatever, i guess this is what the poem is now. it was a verbatim transcription of what i already wrote down somewhere else in a journal, but i guess the protocol translation between the net and meatspace just makes it impossible to see. some things can't be described with mere words, some things can't be built with mere code.