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I leap across the lines and blur myself into grey
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My drug of choice is sweat in my eyes as I crest a 2000' gain on a run, or two quick coffees coffees and a self-induced orgasm
I need a shower and a check for 10K
I need a lover who wants more than a tight form and an open mind
I need, myself, to show the fuck up
I am in bed and my coffee is gone, drank it up and I want another but don't want to leave this moment as I know today is going to run out of minutes before I am back here finally at two, or three am.
I need a coffee one more just in this one more moment, the fridge just clicked off and I am listening to the birds
*** step back*** one moment, I am making one more ***
***self-met needs***
i have to go i have so much to do so much to be
evidently no one is going to be able to do it
so i happily agree to captain oh captain my ship
sails on all waters
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