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May 2014
Today was empty.
I have tortured the living;
With gin.

I have made these
modest glasses into heroes.
I sense they are empty.

I don't fit in.
You pour me out,
and become
an elegant progression.

I don't fit in.
I am empty.
today,
I have lost feeling
J N Alonoz
Written by
J N Alonoz  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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