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Oct 03, 2010 15:57

no one ever told me that i wouldn't be able to spend the rest of my life
talking to the trees
building in the mud
running away each day into the woods

no one ever told me that filling the bird feeder would become a chore
and all of the horrible nightmares would become the rest of life

i wasn't prepared for this.
i wasn't ready to be torn from the tit of my substenance.
i wasn't ready to be a drone.

i demand a refund.
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