Make me feel
Like I don’t notice that it’s not real

Forget the flower
I’ll just take the field

That’s the freedom that I want to feel

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What a waste of paper.
Just for a book of poetic rants…
I guess that is subjective.

Now objectively;
I wonder how many trees I’ve killed just to wipe my ass.
Multiply that by a few billion people.
That’s a lot of trees getting flushed down the toilet.

When compared to shit covered toilet paper;
My book sounds pretty good.

But I might be biased.