All my sin, the ugliness, of my existence, simply exists, like the cold hard ground, my flesh and blood, is made of something, we have our perspective, strings pull, in different ways, I like to look, across the fence, at my neighbor's wife, and wonder why I can’t have the same, the truth echoes, my mind, has explored many things, I like it when it’s easy, I'm a man, I like to resolve problems, I can only be, the tool, I was built to be, and yes, I like it, wet, sloppy pussy, a hamburger with cheese, software problems, marking my place, I try my best, to not cross boundaries, but fruit passes, animal instincts, imitating my father, I’m a beast, he looks, and checks, each perspective, because you, and your twin, your dark passenger, they exist, humanity, and its plight, those who like to succeed, and those who dare to eat, so much string, each piece, important to the setting, do what you’d like, dare to bite, share a pie, communication, and community, we need each other, build a tower, a perfect world, pierce a barrier, I’m sorry, I don’t like to think, I like it better when it’s easy, like a flowing river, wet and dirty…

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