What Is It?
It is not like a ghost
It is not like a god
It is not unlike a man whose stories are fraud.
It is not like a soldier
It is not like a drone
It is not unlike a child whose brain is a clone
It is not like the dust
It is not like the dead
It is not unlike a tree whose leaves have all fled.
It is not like I care
It is not like I know
All I know is, It sure as hell ain't a turtle.
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