And rubix the cure till all the colors align
But I stop at nine
Recline in reflections
To see if this was a worth worthy cause to cop and be vexed at
Like a mean mug in public passing
Masking their hate
I take this on as emotional weight
With what to gain?
Just a growing pain in vain.
Ear plugs and blinders is what some blame for being sane.
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