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May 2018
The humble mumble is not heard
The humble mumble is experienced

The heat is not felt
The heat,
Is experienced

I cannot describe such a feeling
Nameless,
The empty hole of a name
Walking, sitting, and speaking

It terrifies me
A crowd becomes a pit
And that pit swallows me
As I too succumb

To another's disregard
Mike Virgl
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Mike Virgl  18/M
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