I feel behind in everything
and the sun misses me
My mind is like a core2duo computer on 2002
and my soul recharged  like a light bulb lit by a battery
a wire and six year-old hands
Queen of all trades, master of none
I want to trade my queen
for something else
I want to learn to file my head away
in the shade and go meet the breeze
with Rigor stucks inside my head
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