Contra

Caught between chasing my greatness and maximizing my laziness…confused dealing with life’s craziness…controlled by materialistic urges, yet still trying to be of service….my passion surges…my actions show this…preparing for the purges…reaching for the stars but my feet comfortable on Earth’s surface….the concrete produced this flower…but if I die please don’t search my web browser….I am a walking contradiction…imprisoned by mental condition…my life is beautiful and sickening…I’m thankful for this affliction…from my perception, I’m just the sperm that escaped the contraception…there was nothing extravagant…but yet I’m still immaculate.

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