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If you’re reading me for the very first time…
It is just not your day to discover rhyme.

I really don’t want to send mixed messages.
I don’t want you to miss what my message is.

Sometimes I don’t have one. Fuck, that’s confusing.
Poetry…Masturbation: self-abusing.

You see, new friend, I do this every day.
I process the churn of each day in this way.

Today was the happiest kind of hectic.
What’s filtering thru that lens…is eclectic.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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