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Ah, it was weekend angst, but it's from old salt. Poetry is pretty loose, and whatever the reader gets out of it is valid and legitimate.

In general, the vitriol is powered by my bad thoughts from high school days and those lonely, early years in the workforce where I'd be bitter about everyone and their happy lives and families and girlfriends and whatever, and I'd be bitter about what little I had to offer or could bring to a relationship except bad thoughts and darkness, and I had a fear that I would drag her down with me.

Old thoughts though, although I do still have nightmares about high school at times, even 25 years removed.

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