'sday it don't exist,
It lives in some alternate universe,
Protected from your fist,
Free to grow just like any living thing,
Bigger, faster, stronger,
You don't have to pick a time to return,
It will return 'fyou only wait longer,
It will stand by you like an unfurled flag,
You'd rather not brandish,
Now too large to simply pack in a trunk,
It is now outlandish,
Just like you are,
For you have grown as well,
In proportion to thing you ignored,
That has become your own personal hell.
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