The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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You cannot measure me

funnelled through filters
these constraining things
I punch through words like walls
I endeavor to capture them
and so be free from them once and for all

I am feeling even sicker... yay... now I will never get my work done by 4:30 tomorrow.
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