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by Christopher P. Wilson

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No roots.
Where to begin?
Raised by movies,
Latching onto every role model I could.
I found out alone.
Since birth,
This curse
Is worse
Than life.
Lessons learned through strife.
Your time is now.
Watch you grow.
Listen, you know?
Bang-clank is the sound
The death-rattle makes.
What a disgrace.
Question it all,
Let yourself fall.
Let yourself feel,
Or just deal.

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