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A CareerI used to have ten thousand brothers.
One by one they were all cut down by natural selection
And now it's just me trying to juggle the lives of my ten thousand sisters.
Did anyone ever think that a girl might like a niche as well as any man?
Memory of the SoulIf I forget everything of worldly importance,
I know I will never forget you
Because who you are to my soul transcends anything tangible to the human hand.
How I love you is beyond pain,
Beyond the tenuous grasp on mortality that I possess.
It's beyond knowledge and absurdity,
Unnameable and yet wholly recognizable to me.
When I have forgotten how to speak, let this be the sigh we share.
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