Kinda Hard To Swallow

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Cutting through your ego’s red tape,

Realizing your vanity has been digging your grave-

And self pity excuses while taking on the easy road fronts-

Have been as obfuscated  as escapes though now they cruelly haunt,

Stoicism brings you back to reality,

Though you owe a higher source your identity,

But your art and soul’s now waking up,

With that humble pie in your highball cup,

And though sleep and pain relief  doth elude you-

You awoke to amuse and re-confuse with teetering shrewd news,

Meditating in your mental and isolated field,

While measuring the mysticism that black book held…

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