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Jun 2021
I have never lived in that house
yet they keep knocking every minute
insisting this is where I live
imagining they see me in there
yet I stand in my own house
and wave to them
yet they go to that house
yelling morn noon and night
that I am there
its obvious they aren't looking for me
they just want to shout and scream
its a self-flagellation thing
they are *****
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
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