I read ::::::: the poems

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I ask

----why do we seem to write about ourselves so much

And so little about others?----

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The answer seems to be
That

----we only want One Other to be our physical lover
and that's all we want them for

all our other emotions and desires

we simple cut out of ourselves with razor blades----

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We say

----we know the Society wants us dead so we find Peace

Knowing we are helping It along----

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Perhaps we should as a whole reconsider and come up with a better game plan