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Jan 2023
I wonder if you really care
Your mannerisms say one thing, but your voice says another
You are all about yourself
No one is an island
I feel isolated within
Your cause is my effect
It becomes a reject
We don’t talk anymore
It seems I have to ask you permission just to have conversation
There is no appreciation
Silence has become a virtue
Our menu has nothing to offer
I feel like I paying a cover charge
I don’t feel free being your companion
For all I know, you might have a trap door
Escape route for your own means
You are acting just like the world with the don’t care attitude
There is no smooth and our togetherness is a conclude
I have put myself on seclude
Our togetherness is not going get it
You are just not fit
I quit
You are not for me being it
I’m out
Goodbye
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Irem and TSPoetry
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