Persist,
For no reason.
Persist,
And give.
Persist,
Because you're here now
Persist,
And don't tell me
Persistence
Has earned you nothing.
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The Flying Ship
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Who I am on face value:
- Joel Macbeth
- Australia
- I am only a slave poet And my chains are those that are worn like armor By the most foolish dictators idols to their own grotesque Bury me with my flute, a knife, coins on my eyes And say you knew I was unrepentant
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