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Dec 2017
i feel
how you feel
about me
and it’s uncomfortable
but i pretend
i don’t notice.
playing fool
makes things easier
and allows me to avoid
having to tell you:
no.
i wonder why i get
your attention,
your compliments.
is it because i’m young
or foreign
or fool
or all of them.
would you still buy me
this drink if i was not young,
not foreign,
less fool;
and
how this gin
would taste?
nmo
Written by
nmo  25/Amsterdam
(25/Amsterdam)   
306
   Medusa
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