But I might enjoy lying

I hate you,
I hate me,
I hate her,
and I hate he.
I hate it all,
From large to small,
I hate and hate from spring to fall.
I hate the cold
and hate the hot
I hate with everything I’ve got.
I hate abstract thought,
I hate concrete too.
I hate a loner
and hate a crew.
I hate a quitter,
I hate a winner.
I hate looking forward
as much as looking back.
I hate being alive
just as sure I’ll hate being dead.
I hate the beginning
equally I hate the end.

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