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I am fractious.
I smile
I frown
I drift in and out with the tide.
The water is hollowing out the useless parts.
Only the strongest lines will remain.
I am being worn away
Into a curiosity.
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Fresh Hell 
Interesting to see oneself as little more than a curiosity. Seems to be some truth in that — for everyone.
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I like curiosities! That goes for objects as well as people.
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Oh – that last line caught me off guard!
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Did you, too, read it in a slightly negative tone?
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I think I did… but each reader experiences others’ works through their own filters.
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Interesting, Paul did too. Well, that’s poetry for ya
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I had to read it twice but I liked it.
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