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Aug 2012
I suppose
too many of them are selfish-
why else would there be
so many sad songs,
blue paintings-
pictures in darkness,

reflections of faces,
and blurred
historical events.
Houses with sagging roofs-
doors that slam, and
floors that get ***** as
children get older.

I'm assuming
they are selfish-
those nameless
fuzzy- faced enemies,
stalking the innocent
bland in the street.
But, what does this
make me?
Katherine
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