Hi, I'm five nine. No, actually I am sixty-six. Scratch that, I'm twenty-two.
Shoot!
I don't know what I am but they usually call me wrong-number.
I don't know who I am but they call me loser.
I don't know nothing but I also don't know everything.
So, I'm somewhere midway between things and they tell me to get the fuck out of there.
But, I digress.
I also distress but that only happens around people which I seldom am.
What I often am, is a metaphor for a metaphor that doesn't make sense which is what everything does.
lets rock
\m/
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