THIS IS A POEM ABOUT THE INNER ME WHICH IS THIN
UNLIKE THE OUTER ME WHICH NEEDS TO FATTEN DOWN
dumping memory
'lowing me to heal
awarenessing
re-un-harnessing
arising arousing sense surrounding
the halo helacious healing, Ach, the ache:
it hop hips in(so thin)
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