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Immunity

What doesn’t kill you
doesn’t need to
You will die just fine
on your own, eventually
incase you didn't know
Despite the backpocket
proverb, wolves go unwelcome
senses of touch unjustified
& wilderness is left to beasts
who hunger for hero meat

Valor for affliction
Admiration for a word
that always gives in to Was.
We handle terms
through plastic slip-covers
hand-shakes insured & boast
like we know a bitter glory
still in the box, action
figures, all wired down