Please stop and thinka what you have...
you have what?
you have all that sugar outside your front door
all that crap in your house is so others can think how cool you are
but ...
a-fuckin-ha
look outside
in the sun
in the snow
in the leaves
in the birth
you have a
new start
sticky from that squeeze
will you die when you hit
the real air?
or
will you
grow?
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