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Jun 2017
only she knows me those sounds like raptors wings
i make gasping for breath
coursing the avenues of
pain
like red stop signs where fast the
others walk
with no care in the world
sigh as the taxi horns blare
pistons throaty by near and I
halt fear the intersection
I stand back watching
all the other
pedestrians act like it is normal life
under the cross sign
saying her name every time I
chance to look up
ashamed
so I go down the sidewalk
not meeting eyes
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