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Swamp

I am having another
of those
crackhead crazy
come down off of
nerve pills daze.
Emotional yet w/
some kind of
fantastic ability
to give positive
loving vibes of
beautiful white light
energy to those
who may need it.
I wish I could
give some to myself.
I'm not feeling it
from anyone else.
Around, that is.
My soul group heroes
Will always be there
for me.
Keeping me at least
floating.
Just slightly above
but mostly muddy.

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