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Crickets 2The sun now disappears over the horizon, / the dew quivers fresh on the leaves. / The air stifling in this deprived heat,

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CricketsThe sun's blazing heat rippling through / The leaves of the tall oak outside my window. / I, sitting here under the fans don't feel it.

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I dream of meadows.Hands stretched out, / society's crucifixion. / Cheeks glowing,

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Hunger in the NightBody doubled, / Huddled for warmth. / Cold sweat.

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Untitled #3My head falls / to the pillow / and I

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Monday May 16There's that strange moment in / Time on a cold summer's morning / When you can see everything, but

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Untitled #1His hands aren't too soft like yours. / They're a little calloused / and warm.

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Untitled #2I told you, / like I told the one before you / Why --

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