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Jun 2017
and
I see
the timorous beggar hand
out for his next
hit
drink
satisfaction

an infant alone while
his mom ***** a stranger
for diapers

the man glowing
after he killed the lion
he has ten giraffes
on his wall already

the fireman needing to
start a fire to fight

the mailman how
onerous his deed
to go crazy
m-16

the machines taking
over
Id's as Ip addresses
and innocence

so far removed
from anyΒ Β semblance
to reality
wordvango
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