Dance like a kook with arms slapping the space around you, look at yourself.
Say, "This is how I dance."
Sing in whatever weird concoctions your chords project, hear yourself.
Say, "This is how I sing."
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You fail your voice
when your only choice
is living entwined
in the cage inside
your empty head
where only you tread.
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Do not mull over your lack of mulling over.
You are by yourself.
Find whatever it is your friends cherish about you.
You are with them.
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