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May 2017
sitting here on a
space ball
green
psy in my mind
         silenced by the objects
in the room.
you have been seen
shhh
        you could learn a thing
or two in this
place
sigh
      shall I go outside

hang your shoulders  
up
before you turn
   the page
        dust down
        those shelves
     carrying the weight
of
our worlds
    true or false

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Written by
Satya-sara khachik
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