Always finding excuses to not do something, content to eat, but doesn’t like to bear responsibility, his character set, only really moved by string, broken-head, across so many seals, so much sin, barely a person, hiding from the sun, yearning, for the morning, spells and curses, dancing in the moonlight, an earnest wish, to let go of everything, the price of poetry, and a flowing river, somewhere in the midst, something real, how much can a person grasp, the heavens don’t care, in the end, I'm just a worm squirming, my head bowed, hoping to avoid being eaten, water lilies and spiders, if they care to call, I won’t be able to do anything…

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