You got me to a place

You got me to a place where fear no longer operates.

I still get my head fucked on the weirdest of occasions, but.

You play these curious games, and so names no longer hurt.

Not much; not so often; not lingeringly; 

no longer longingly.

You hollow me out for the purposes of your experiment.

And ultimately I am happy for the happinesses of others, for it is clear

my own need not exist.

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