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My Favorite Word is Bittersweet

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I like to lean back and close my eyes
let your sheer power drop upon my eyelids
let's not pretend this is a choice
of reasoned significane
(or other stupid concepts that never make their way into real life)
for how can this all be,
if not without logic?
we do not go by pleasantry, comfort, or white picket fences
nor by deep longings
but by inevitable ways of being
that ring natural and true
who are we,
if not makeshift experiments on truth?
who are we,
if not well-kept fools?





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