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 May 2016 Kastoori Barua
Scott T
Cranes accuse the sky
As people swarm like ***** in
A ******* jungle
I want everything from you,
You want nothing from me.

I want you to be free,
From me.

But I'm imprisoned by who you used to be.

Now I'm left with nothing but what I used to see.

Blinded by the reality,

The clarity is the hardest thing.

— The End —