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Mar 2019
We are the aliens
Among ourselves
Passing each other
In the crowds
Looking at one another
Without a sound
Communicating
None of us the same
All glued to earth, this gravity
Not understanding ourselves, really
What is relative, everything?
What is this life, we live in
Heads stuck in television
Living through others
What does this say
Of our lives?
Jen
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Jen  40/F/A Dream
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