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Almost magnetic,
I pull shards of steel,
Almost unconsciously, into my soul,
Some sort of self sacrifice,
I perform to suffice
for lacking the skill to will the skies clear
never knowing if what I'm pulling in
comes from flesh or from dirt
but if I can't heal I feel I must hurt
thinking too much of my self again,
very strange when
some old thing in my stash
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