sitting side by side
my sticky shirt on my ribs
i unclench my fists
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same familiar sky
red, purple, gold before night
i am far from home
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glass concrete towers
crowded train of quiet eyes
sweat becomes my skin
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unfamiliar streets
strangers pass without a look
no one knows my name
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thoughts in my head, with
counter thoughts arguing back
two freaks in my head
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let me be your gift
broken like me, you won’t last
my day to scare you
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gaze the diya light
an aide-memoire
full of thoughts
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fear of dreams
night city glows over my feet
restless but placid
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during the exam
pen in mouth, looking outside
his fear shaking fast
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365 days
until I age another
year with my rambles