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I am much of nothing

really

to this vast earth

I hold no special key to enter

its finest grounds

well, perhaps not now

and yet

one day

in my more secure moments

I feel well within my care lined heart

that indeed I shall

be of some befitting significance that is

in the far greater scale

to life's much more literal scheme

why perhaps even quite known

whether widely nor narrowly spread

I sense that my very own death alone

could acquire the necessary rights to my

most fervent dream

some minuscule glint of flawed recognition

for my ever constantly present intended

attempt here

in the moment

where it truly counts

harbors no real grudge

there's just this incredible need I possess

to somehow adequately vent all my emotions

a sort of spend sense you might say

whether bottled or scarred

I must find route to dispose of each

along side each their much too numerous and

inseparable lists of jagged delusion and

unrest

as such shards of their abused discourage

companion my stock pile of decided dilemmas

in a certain sense

its almost as if

I regale in my ability of such self knowledge

to digest pointed insight

a yet fully polished pearl of mishandled

truth

she likely favors one of her makers previously

mentioned objectives

the untutorable talent of self loving

rather than the easy way out through

one's self loathing................

(Dec. 31, 1998)