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That's Not Important, now.

oh, moment is over.

I have a snake for a pet. He’s strange and quite.

He changes his skin a couple times a year. Would that I was like this snake.

He’s wants are simple. His needs are basic.

When met, he’s content.

Far more complex, humans follow no rules.

Save for the ones they make up.

I want to change my skin, I want to shed my rules.

By more and by less, distortion holds.

All new and clean, to begin again.


Will all the new be replaced with old?

Can it take shape, become recognisable?

Don’t let me be the same.


Have you changed your skin?

Snakes don’t share secrets. Will you?


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