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We are flawed;
You made us so.

I have been thrown into this cataclysm
Without answers nor means to get them.
And now, chainèd to this mortality
(To hopeless ineptitude)
With the clinging fear of
“You were wrong, you were werong”
That churns my thoughts and makes my mind abuzz,
I struggle, a firefly within your jar–
Futile, futile.

When I was born,
I had already lost.

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