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  • Frayed and lying in the firey sun
    next to the hot barn caused your
    own explosion.
    The barn simply ceased to exist.
    You started to behave erratically,
    uncontrollable, yourself unsoothed
    and scorched.
    I’m done with these slap-dash repairs,
    and your scraps of
    bailing twine that
    fail catastrophically
    at times of critical stress.
    It was all fine until you went off
    and lost your cool.
    You’re tearin’ up Jack,
    causing a ruckus
    and catching on fire.
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