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1/8/2019 an argument down below i get up, gaze down from the 16th floor black sheet over window, punctuated by this: orange and white the concrete of the street i hear voices they feel something i can't find them i hear them rising with passion all i can think is i agree. i sit back down stare at the wall remember where i am i keep forgetting
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 1:04 AM UTC
new brunswick, new jersey
1/8/2019 an argument down below i get up, gaze down from the 16th floor black sheet over window, punctuated by this: orange and white the concrete of the street i hear voices they feel something i can't find them i hear them rising with passion all i can think is i agree. i sit back down stare at the wall remember where i am i keep forgetting
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 1:04 AM UTC
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