{spoken in the cadence of a five year old reciting their first piece of poetry}
ode to my peace of mind.
how easily you're stirred
i would rather have kept you all nice in snug
in a state of complete ignorance
but the suggestion of satisfying a
morbid curiosity
and the ease with which one can google a name
and
voila
the peace is broken.
the end.
go to hell google and all your deliciously accessible information.
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