Life is like sharp cheddar cheese.
No matter how much care you take
to produce discreet uniform slices
it will still crumble in your hands
the second you get a handle on it.
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Also, I feel it's worth reminding the world about my greatest accomplishment ever.
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Birthday: Iteration Two.
V.
When you
whom I search inside
get up, it is good,
and the person who feels
you left it being nice
and I am glad of having
you, whom a researcher noticed
people being attracted
at the same time
that you disappear
and to be guilty,
says the psychologist,
liking optimism in spite
of a thing knowing
that it may not be so.
Finally.
Inherently people attracted
that team of neurologists,
found a warm place (me),
or a kite entreating
that I am those things--
arms themselves, or
that it is a foot.
When you
whom I search inside
get up, it is good,
and the person who feels
you left it being nice
and I am glad of having
you, whom a researcher noticed
people being attracted
at the same time
that you disappear
and to be guilty,
says the psychologist,
liking optimism in spite
of a thing knowing
that it may not be so.
Finally.
Inherently people attracted
that team of neurologists,
found a warm place (me),
or a kite entreating
that I am those things--
arms themselves, or
that it is a foot.
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