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Diamond Skull
The Diamond Skull by Damien Hirst. Not news but I love this still. 

The highest bidder with countless nights spent thinking,
the hours peering out the passenger window thinking,
the times in lecture doodling and thinking.

Then the aches and pains, troubles and puzzles,
left scabs, crystalized tears, and probably a budding aneurysm.

I couldn’t have asked for anything better,
even as the highest bidder. 

No pain, no gain;
if it doesn’t go up in flames,
it won’t purify into ashes.
Nothing was traded in vain.

Emancipated from my most destructive enemy,
M-E. 


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