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Light

Don't twist your words 

inside out and grouse

because English is hard.

Tune out, goof off, give up,

crash and burn. I don't care. 

But you'll never experience that

small light that appears. Never. 

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Is that Me?

Is that me in the mirror?

Is that really me?

I already have two sisters;

Maybe I have three!

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No Heart

You have no heart.

And for a while, I didn't know it.

You lash out, 'Childbirth has made you fat.'

And then you travel to your lair. 

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Lost

Whipped by a raging virus.

You could have contained it.

Weeping for America.

Today the virus is forgotten.

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Gone

Spring is gone, the people are gone.

A lot of weeping.

Summer is here,

And this graveyard, America.

 

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