The Creatures Some Need To Live

Poetry

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Why the need for sickness?

A pure or clean
bodily form. A tumor
or heart disease.
That which may cause death. Thoughts of
things done only half-way, forgotten dreams,
goals.

But primitive thoughts
continue, stamped in
bright yellow, giving out brilliant light.

To radiate incredible vitality.