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The impostor

I really don’t know what 

we’re here for 

I mean ostensively, 

yes, I understand 

 

the job description 

but when you apply 

the seven degrees of “Why?” 

to the problem

 

I don’t see how 

anyone’s better off

and maybe the hippies 

were right, you know? 

 

how do we make 

everything stop 

hurting so much

 

I don’t feel suicidal 

I just want some sort 

of line

doesn’t even have to be 

 

straight between 

what I do with my life 

and the outside world 

just not being so much worse

◄ Could you text me later- you're ruining my high

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Robert C Gaulke

Wed 10th Jun 2020 12:38

Cheers, Po. R

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