Gut level, below it all.
Out of duty - just here.
Feeling like a knife's being twisted in the hole of how it is.
False hope, an inch of pride that died when i left to hide from non =
Stop battering of conditioned opinion.
Rest assured but not assured, all is well, but i think we've dealt =
With the fear for far too long.
Unborn suffer the norm.
Born to this - i thin not!
I stand against till the shit drops.
We see all but do nothing, in the hole of =b3how it is=b2.
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