Loathing and Freedom

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I am floating.

Where I am,

I do not know,

I do not care.

All I know is I'm not there.

Do you know?

Have you fear?

Fear of losing me?

Are you weeping?

Are you mourning for me, my dear?

I hope you are.

I hate you dreadfully.

You did this to me,

And now I'm gone.

Free of you forever, you see?

Good for nothing so I flee.

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