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Jan 2017
I imagine death is a beginning
     OR anonymity a release

Food and ***
             is all we ever really talk about
money is
                 a quiet thing.

The roaches hide behind the closet.
Cleaning their home
                                 dirties ours even more.

We won't miss these secrets.
M G Hsieh
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