☆°▪︎ TWO DIMENSIONS WIDE ▪︎°☆

So

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sad

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t

o

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see

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y

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r

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playful

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youth,

subdued

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a

n

d

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consumed

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b

y

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the

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tattoos

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f

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substance

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abuse . . .

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You

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try

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t

o

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hide . . .

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try

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t

o

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hide . . .

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behind

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t

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e

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wallpaper

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designs

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f

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egotistic

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pride . . .

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color

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l

l

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suit

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mood

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tonight,

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a

s

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you

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begin

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t

o

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lead

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y

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r

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new

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life . . .

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five

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f

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flavors,

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a

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d

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two

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dimensions

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wide . . .

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flavors,

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a

n

d

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two

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dimensions

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wide . . .

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iced

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t

h

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fickle

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promises

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a

n

d

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lies . . .

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day,

after

night,

after

day . . .

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night,

after

day,

after

night . . .

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I

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h

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p

e

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before

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t

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long,

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y

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come

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t

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realize,

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h

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w

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much

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better

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i

t

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felt

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t

o

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live

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alive . . .

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within

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t

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warmth

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o

f

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those,

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y

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could

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rely . . .

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warmth

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f

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those,

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y

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could

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c

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rely . . .

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used

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t

o

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move . . .

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 ~ You

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used

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t

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move . . .

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between

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t

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e

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moods

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o

f

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smooth,

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soothing

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afternoons . . .

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You

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used

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t

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bloom

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into

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t

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laughter

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a

n

d

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charm,

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o

f

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mid-morning

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brewed

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cartoons . . .

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b

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now

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y

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cannot

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f

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refuge,

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f

r

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m

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even

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t

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addictions

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y

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u

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refuse . . .

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 ~ from

even

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t

h

e

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addictions

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y

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u

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refuse . . .

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s

o

welcome

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to

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t

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barbecue,

where

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w

e

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view

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retreating

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y

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h

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accumulate

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t

h

e

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dues . . .

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accumulate

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t

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e

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dues . . .

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accumulate

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t

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dues . . .

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accumulate

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t

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dues . . .

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o

f

retreating

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youth . . .

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a

s

you

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helplessly

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move

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f

r

o

m

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low

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t

o

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high . . .

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a

n

d

side

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t

o

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side . . .

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ever

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mesmerized

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by

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t

h

e

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whirling,

winding,

hypnotic

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ride:

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You

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can’t

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g

e

t

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on . . .

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You

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can’t

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g

e

t

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on . . .

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can’t

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g

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t

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on . . .

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a

n

d

you

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can’t

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g

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t

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off.

Reflection: This was a personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote back in May of 2001 where the affected party flirts with temptation and repeatedly gets drawn into the depths of the darkness and chaos it brings – being addicted to the “ride.” It becomes a lifelong, all-consuming struggle – and it seems the affected party will never be able to escape the forces of temptation, addiction, and compulsion. The struggle can represent any form of temptation, addiction, or compulsion: drugs, alcohol, sex, gambling, obsessions, etc.