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impulsive fingers

offer your bread, in doing
so you'll help your neighbor 

love of community 
is gone

keep the sheep 
divided and they will 
never collide with
the sheppard

keep their headphones in
so they will never hear
crying of others

the windows are always up,
scared of a 
breathe of air

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