Take what you need
And spit out the bones
Take from my words
What helps you grow
I do not have
All the answers
But I will share
What brought me advances
I can only show
The path I have taken
How my joy
From its sleep, was awakened
What sticks in the throat
What offends
Don’t let that distract you
From my ultimate ends
To illuminate the path
Through Depression’s wasteland
By releasing the works
Wrought by my hand
Spit Out The Bones


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