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I ingest it, take it all in
Like any good human being.
I store the refuse,
Hold my waste,
All the shit,
On the outside for all to see.
It keeps me from getting close.
Always between us -
A silent reproach.
I’m bad company
Pariah.
Hello, I might say.
Subtext:
Look at this shit. I'm broken. I'm unhappy.
Every day I purge my muddy pocket.
Every day I think, never clean.
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