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The Shape I'm In

It flattens me

It shatters me

It shrinks me

It drinks me

Having made me liquid by

Its sheer force of destruction

What has it made of me

I elevate myself

I combine myself

I stretch myself

I solidify myself

Having made myself concrete by

My sheer force of will

What have I made of me

It plants inside me

It sprouts in spite of me

It grows in the space of me

It blooms all over me

Reminding me soft is not weak by

Its sheer force of nature

As I make room for me


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