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Oct 2017
Just a little warrant.
Nothing important enough
to break up our invaluable and vital
small talk.

The kid can wait.
He should be used to it by now,
waiting for those voices to go away,
for those people to leave his family alone.

Just a mental illness
A lost cause,
who brought this upon himself.

The kid should be thankful,
for people like us,
We protect the city with our oblivion.
There are no problems with our system,
because we ignore the mentally ill.

And everybody knows
if you don’t see something,
It probably doesn’t exist.
Bo Marie
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Bo Marie  20/F/California
(20/F/California)   
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     C and CJ Sutherland
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