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Make Sense of T’All.

So, you claim
you want
to get
to know me?

Here. Sit. Take this.
Read my dreams.
What? Why

are you running,
you fucking dolt?

Ah. I see.

Something died,
did it not?
Something buried
and lied

about, something so
wrong. yet not as vital
to your survival
and greed,
no doubt. 

Help me make sense of this.
No end to this insight
if you are not

with me, an active
part of us.
Need
to fucking make

sense of it all 
somehow.

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