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Of Ostriches & Insects.

Go ahead,
downplay my spark
of life, this feeble survival,
snuff it out
like you’re grinding
an insect with your shoe.

It means nothing
to me anymore.

I don’t care
what you think,
it was your madness
that brought us here, after all,
you wouldn’t know sanity
from your head-hugging hole
in the ground.

This is me
letting this go.

This is me
trusting myself.

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