I am the change I wish to see in the world.
God-like and wretched, nothing so splendid
in this sordid amalgamation of tropes and
lost souls. Use my shoulders as a perch
for a short time or a long while,
and I'll listen to you cry.
You're is you are,
Your implies possession.
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