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I am the constant comings and goings of my selves. |
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Some of them settling within, some going on. |
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Others sojourning indefinitely, tuning in, tuning out. |
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New attendants join - cynicism, misanthropy, indifference. |
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Should I embrace them or have them exorcised? |
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Oh this inevitable madness. |
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Let it come. |
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Transmute it by enduring it. |
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Let sorrow in. |
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It will leave eventually. |
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Otherwise it will stay knocking on your door forevermore. |
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Are you possessed still? |
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Yes? Then what about now? |
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Possessed still? |
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Are you addicted still? |
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Yes? Then what about now? |
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Addicted still? |
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My hour of sanity. |
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The unpredictable. |
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I meant to lead you away from madness, but that's exactly what drove you out of your mind. |