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I'm a nerdy word anatomist
Moving the inanimate
An active mist, and psychoanalyst 
Compassionate toward the inadequate
A proactive master mastering his active list
A superfluous elaborate syllabicate, semanticist
I'm indeed the poetic protagonist
And innately an extravagant activist
The global noble hierophant philanthropist, inhabitant
With habits that help me manage 
My hieroglyphic lyric language sent
A verbose pro that speaks and always spoke verboten
More AWAKE than even those folk awoken, with souls broken
I'm not laughing or joking but prodding and poking the well spoken
My INK WELL is my personal ibuprofen, alleviating pain so potent
Swimming in grammatically radical oceans of focus
So take doses of this potent potion my soul is lotus
Not under social hypnosis
As my motive's, to be known as having spoken explosive
While I hopefully help the hopeless or homeless
And eradicate any kind of psychosis, through Gnosis
But imposes potent Proses, and healing those closest
For I was once the lowest, but was chosen 
By overdosing on a prosaic dosage
I see, I had an IV shot into my hemoglobin
Knowing and showing while flowing I'm outgrowing
The ferocious or atrocious souls, that think they're glowing
So, MYSELF I provoke > to be more outgoing and outspoken
Though my soul was once cracked glass, shattered then broken
Now awakened, I'm nearly teary yet kind of awoken
And my last words this evening to be spoken
Is that one must learn to better discern
That YOU ARE an entire ocean in a drop
Not merely a drop in the ocean 
Now keep your whole soul in motion
Without causing commotion

~SkTzO~