Paleontology

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One grieving, mourning moment
Codafied, crystallized, screaming torment
Boxed in the walled-in cold shape of my soul
Focusing here so I don't lose control
Paleontology digs in this moment
Scratching the surface so no one else owns it
Something that's true about stark contradiction
A need unacknowledged that bleeds in affliction
Who could've told of unthinkable shapes?
Who but myself with defenses agape?
Mortification cites ultimate being
Shapes that inscribe me are finally breathing

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