I feel congested.
Half my mind, half my heart.
Tin man Sam.
I take one step at a time.
Every-step is a stubborn new.
Exploring just to avoid.
what my half mind,
& half heart know to be true.
I am the hunters dream.
with my head on the wall,
I will not fall,
Just as well between heaven and hell.
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