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Jan 2015
had a dream they were
telling me to wake up,
had a dream they told
me i never talk to god
shoving vouchers in
my face to bar me
against the window
yes, i do. I do talk
to him. I do.

so where is he?
where is he?
where is he,
brooke?
and I
was
screaming
*I don't know
I don't know
i don't know
where he is,
I don't know.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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