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I Have A Poem In Me / I'm Not A Robot

I am in the midst of a transformation, I think Woozy Weak Weepy Numb Psychic exhaustion I can't stop myself from wondering why Why do I need to know why I am feeling like the elephant me and all the other kindergarteners were made to pretend to be? Maybe I just feel like...this (make my arms like a swinging elephant trunk) ...like there's a leadened weight sitting on top my neck...because there has been a quite heavy load upon for quite some time.  Maybe, I don't need to know why I'm crying on this beautiful, blessed rainy, grey day... After all, I mean, I'm not a robot. I'm not stoic. When even laughter bursts up from out of my green chakra'd heart, it mostly explodes like the realest, hottest lava that ever was. I'm not a robot, you know? And my tears have always seemed like they've travelled to my eyes from my all loving, wise Higher Self from probably 186, 222 lifetimes before. My tears are old tears. Ancient. I think. I don't want to hole aw...

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