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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