None of it is even
Never quite equal
The only equilibrium
Is internally yours
Someone is always
At a disadvantage
Desegregated
To anything
Stuff is just stuff
Human is human
You can have it all
As many goats
As you want
The same page
Comes around
When you fall off of it
Once it gets turned
No one is on it again
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Poétique 