The Worm Turns

Posted: January 4, 2016 in Random
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I yes me
That mark upon you sole
Freshly pressed
With one swift stamp
Dehydrated and flattened
Carried on your path
Beware the puddles that you splash
Rehydration and enlivening soul

As I grow
I will throw you off
Your balance and throw you asunder
Sprouting wings head held high
Carrying on my way
Acheiving all set afore me
Bettering your idiolistic mire
Reaching places yet to be seen
Watching you scurry below
Your ant like form
A change off pose
Inherritated from your bile

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