Well… WTF?

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My mother has cancer.

I don’t get paid to work.

My mother funds me.

My habits lack respect

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Why would you neglect that which nourishes you?

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My mother has cancer

I’m interviewing for jobs

My mother has a tumor behind her eye

My depression tries to care.

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Why the fuck does she care?

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My mother’s lungs have been pounded with smoke, the same smoke which my lungs ponder on a daily basis. And what do I do? I give up smoking….

Marijuana….

To look for a job….

To nurture myself….

Acid rain is caused by sulfate.

My active brain dictates….

Whateverthefuck I mediate,

As I smoke my Marlboro Light.

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