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Yield

Video Poem

When I overcome the fear of exposing

my naked soul on the internet. 

For every troll, halfwit, sadist and creep

to stare at,
poke at,
sneer at

and laugh,

My words will pierce through the illusions that embezzle meaning and love.

Stare at me now

Don't be ashamed
through matter, space and time

You’re not alone 

I'm here with you.

I’m yours and you are mine.

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