Only The Living Need To Breathe
				      Do you ever feel that
				You need more space to breathe in
			 	 As when people seem to buy you
				    	 78 stylus down
				     Within politic grooves
			 	     Of disharmony unbound
A jarring functionality Like some fractal-canon missive Importunate to the draw Of attention Yet dismissive As if passed having arrived yet not gone

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