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Catching Stones

I judge people.
I’ve been judged
My judgment is never final
but continuous as my
life.
take the “f” out to view the
lie.
Not any I state
this one lingers inside
tells me, “ignore the hate”
everything will be fine.
hard words get through
breaking my spine.
unable to walk
bed becomes home
there I stay
all alone.
I’m doomed to this fate?
Are we all?
Listening to those
who can’t relate?
Keep them around.
Don’t amputate,
haters gonna hate,
let that hate
make you
great.

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