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Chalky, Wet Silhouette. 

Pattern and portrayal
are the demons
that haunt and gnaw
on you, not
the story. Accepting

what happened
fully, you just need
your record
to be held
up to the world of the willing

all as you stand confident,
immune to their judgement.

You only want
what is yours. You try
and draw a chalked 
line around the corpse
to no avail,
as the rain persists

before a soul just as stubborn.

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