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Hate the rhetoric, love the speaker.
Hate the consequences, but never change.
Love myself, but what can I do.
Meet me where I am –
But leave me unchanged.
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“Soundbites bite.
Repeated enough they become truth
They never were and never are
But we will allow
For they fit our timetable of outrage
And discomfort of connection
For a millisecond”
Three things I pray,
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