I will not stare at the wall
Nor listen to you at all
You will not tell me
What to think or do
I am me and you are you
I am not an appendage for a
Phone
I am not a mindless clone
I can still ideate
And will continue to create
There is no greater spiritual deformity
Then emptied vessel conformity
I embrace how we disagree
Will you extend that same courtesy
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