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Lack is can't obtain.
Want is must desire.
Open is select and elite and particular.
And all that jazz.
Copy-paste will never die.
Invention will shine.
Space is name is type is word.
Hah, form!
What does it matter?
I share poems.
Is. Is. Is.
And people are so fool as to think
that this is even me writing them!
Queue evil laughter.
Laser beams.
I have already written
about my pile of dishes.
I need to add some excitement
or no one will pay for the ticket.
Sit alone in a cabin,
pleasure is myself.
Listen to soft pop.
I lost a game of chess on time.
It is what it is.
I stared into the future too long.
Profound revelations
and cheap padlocks
can be found at the local store.
First published here.
