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14-4-2024

My family spoke two languages I’m not the same Results came in still thankless Feels weird to be diagnosed anxious Results so plain I’m still hiding under several blankets I ain’t sleeping Then several days went The same waste stays Can’t clean when I’m chained by the anklets Godsent prayers came in graceless Repetitious technique chased off my basis I’m jealous of the mares who run the Mesas Too free to worry if we’re Serbian or Croatians Expelled air Pollution of the body left me breathless I’m no better Than shoot us in the feet Allusion of me to embarrass the lesser That’s no lesson

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