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to exist
in an ether
near the exit sign
would force me to cling
to all the molecules which make up me
who i am
in grand form and dysfunction

you live in a place
where the power lines
are still above ground
the mind numbing hum
a gunpowder cacophony
too distracting from your cause

it is time to finish the raft
to prepare for being sunburned
and being hungry

you know your place is waiting at the table

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