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I can’t seem to make folks happy
Intentionally
By any action I might take
Directly, consciously
No amount of selflessness
In the service of the all
Causes me within their realm
Of acceptability to fall
No conscientious truth
No amount of love
Suffices me be in their eyes
Any user scum above
I have this comfort, though — of knowing
Every enemy
Simply by my suffering
Very happy be
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The poet/editor of this website is physically disabled, and lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. Contributions may be made at:https://www.gofundme.com/are-you-a-patron-of-the-arts
