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“High Definition”
You don’t get to define me.
Your pseudo lingual double-speak.
Safe space, duplicitous, effrontery.
Practiced in self-deceit.
No truth or logic,
So to speak.
You don’t get to define me.
Who I am.
Not your me.
Esteem thief.
Your vested insecurity,
Breeds contempt among peace.
You don’t get to define me.
Your nomenclature offends.
You appropriate words to ply your means.
All meaning bent to extremes.
Dealing deceit equivocally,
Until the lazy follow your trends.
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I’m Christopher Paul Hickey
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