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Push


Career oriented

Push me into typicality

Told myths of the straight and narrow path

Lined on either side by treacherous cliff side

Jagged with lost hope and drug addiction,

Probably.

 

Hungry for unstructured exploration of

Everything. Int- and Ext-

Push away from the 

Must's and

Have to's

Professional Humanitarian-

Closest I've come to considering a career

Professional Humanitarian-

"Probably wouldn't pay much"

Oddly enough, the ATM of my heart and mind rejects physical currency.

 

Maybe I'll try Bitcoin.

 

Give me a pencil and shelter

Content.

Let me write to restore sight to the blind and blinded.

 

Surround me with souls, tormented, caged.

And let these hands, these vocal cords

Change circumstance

Change outlook

 

Glean insight, 

Gain self awareness 

Through our collective condition.

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