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Nov 2011
the police station rioted
laughing so hard
tears poured down their ruddy faces

"hey listen to this!"
my face grew red in shame
i just wanted protection

i left, depressed
this was the fifth sleepless day
no sleep, no faces

though i tried to save face
at the police station,
they said "find a shrink."

i'm starting to hallucinate
because your face has become my own
and now i will never wake again.
i hate dreaming.
Andressa Leite
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