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what you do

Although it is not
Up to you
Which thoughts
Appear in your head
You are in
Control
Of what you do
With them
How you shape them
And how you allow
Them to shape
You
Is in your hands 
Alone
For we are all malleable
And although
This makes us 
Vulnerable
It is only the 
Plasticine people
Who melt
In the glare
Of the
Dying sun

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Not made for lifting

I have to get ready 

to put a man 

in a box and 

maybe we were made 

for boxes

and maybe 

we weren’t 

And maybe 

my shoulders 

were made for lifting 

and maybe they weren’t 

But either way

There’s a hole 

in the ground 

and 

A god in the gutter 

And somebody 

Once 

Was looking 

At stars 

But 

Tonight 

Well 

Maybe 

It wasn’t 

...

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stuff and nonsense

Some people
Tend to do
A lot 
Of loud 
Unnecessary
Walking
I don't know
If it's the clomp
Of their shoes
The pomp of their
self importance
Or the constant
Hurry and rush
Of getting 
Nowhere 
Quickly
I hear them
Stamp stamp stamp
Up
And 
Stamp stamp stamp
Down
All day long
And I wonder
What it says
About
The state of
The insides of 
Their heads
And their pent up
Un-spe...

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