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Creation or Destruction.

Poets and writers are thieves,
designing private worlds
which they inhabit.

They build houses
with many rooms
constructed
from the bits and pieces
stolen from your life.

Silently
they suck the marrow
from your bones and
leave you dying in the street.




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