I thought my fear of the sea
was just between it and me
but I am the sea
and I am not me
and the fear is the fear
of being free
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I had sex with a dying woman
when I was a dying man
we thrust all night with all or might
but the sun did not rise again
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I notice that the resources I am setting aside for saving the world exclude the resources necessary for my vaccations, indulgences, daily creature comforts, objects that prop up my shaky self esteem, etc etc
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