Happily hating everything that we’ve ever made
or done
or said
because the way we build includes and requires
deconstruction
we all function
as our future and our demise
a prize for a limited time
so while we use it all up including our selves we destroy balance with accidental purpose
happily hating everything
and hoping still
still…
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