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[_caveat_emptor]

how do you live every day
diving underpages
swimming through currents of flowing words
id like to rhyme
but i dont have time
for that

how do you live every day
endlessly searching for meaning
or beauty in a split second
of an entire eternity
im sick to my stomach
from making patterns
out of the things
my fingers do

living doesn't matter sometimes to me
i can just talk and be honest
without trying to make things
sound more beautiful than they are
but who am i
to judge what i write
or anything anyone writes
is it real or is it fake
every day is give or take