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Waste’s sad
Waste’s sad form is sad
not cause it’s dead
but because it’s still alive
Attracting live bugs
appealing to live vermin
wafting in the air of crafty birds
booty to living raccoons
As though in need of attention,
wailing, waste’s a stinking
forfeiture of
“power”

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