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    dots Submission Name: Transmution Roguedots

    Author: Clayman
    ASL Info:    28 - getting late
    Elite Ratio:    6.34 - 609/327/167
    Words: 342
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       The way i feel and deal with emotions and energies directed towards me.

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    dotsTransmution Roguedots

    I inhale the pain, laugh it all up inside.
    I have no need for fleeing, no urge to hide.
    This is the way my card was dealt-the way in which i confide.
    Seeking transmuter of energies, active changer of destinies.
    Always standing alone as one yet carrying this knowing as none.
    This blessing, this curse i bare permits moving freely.
    Never to close the hole in my soul by my own hand.
    To fill this gaping void is helping those needy.
    Let them see the light-crave it greedily...
    Alleviate their loneliness with someone to understand.
    This is just me-ready to lend a hand.

    Some want money, some cradle greed.
    My soul reaches out to fill another need.
    Few are ready to recieve the truths which i concieve.
    I make it my game-my way to stay sane.
    See them sorted by kind, seek those of similar mind.
    I expect to find none-always trying to impart knoweledge to some.
    This is my secret to beating life, my hidden gun.
    I expect it to atleast resonate with some.
    Am i the only one?

    So alone i am, floating in the sea of sane.
    Always ready for rejection-sometimes i get re-labelled for blame.
    Sometimes i am lucky, i give thanks when meeting others in my game.
    People, real people, understanding and willing, making the play worthwhile.
    Yet i do not cry when i see none, few have what it takes to carry the light gun. Few know the power they carry inside, food for false prophets-fallacies in which they confide.
    So ever readily im racing in time, this is my game, i do not hide.

    So i follow the follies of fate, carrying the key to killing hate.
    Everybody's got a choice-this my voice.
    Everyones got a meaning-this my reason.
    Churning abhorrence of confusion-makings of those i approach.
    In times where trampling truth is fun-how to reproach?

    Maybe all of this will make sense if i shouted any of it out loud.
    Properties of the next challenge-just another shroud.


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