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I feel you

I have been feeling a vague sense of emptiness

I started to dig my grave

I think Basquiat is part of the problem

I was walking on the street

I wonder if I died right now

In the shade of night

Is there privacy

Sequels

Sometimes broken homes

Split it

We sway in darkness

What if I wrote a poem,

When I was a boy

When my heart broke for the first time

You never responded

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