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A word? I’m on a verge. Breath, another breath. Don’t think. I lack depth. Sinking, falling Drown out the silence with clacking Lacking a purpose or drive Anywhere, go away Who am I? Two four six oh one Another reference, hilarious Unoriginal, uninspired I’m tired Why am I here? What am I doing? No, mom, I’m not queer. Please stop asking. Another troubled, suburban life. I’m fine, I’m not dying. There’s something in my eyes, Honestly, I’m fine. Honestly. Look at this picture I found. It’s a cat. A fucking cat Jesus Christ, this makes me happier than that other cat. And another cat. Another Fill the time by making a void. I used to read, I used to draw. I still read, I still draw I lack the imagination Another mind sullied by routine Another cynic. Oh, another cat.