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To know me,
is to know nothing
for I am solely
the air you breathe
the ground you walk upon
the substance sliding down your throat
to know me,
is to know wrong words
that seem right
but come back
to haunt you, to bite
sting and ache
feathery pain
that is what it's like
to live in a lie
to cave in and die
that is what it's like
to know me



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