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how do I write a poem
when I am so debilitated?
so focused on observing my innards —
how they squelch at the thought
of feeling any level of emotion.
could I be bored?
or does my pen fail me?
tongue-tied ‘fuck it’s’
introduce a slew of shit
I could never present to public ears

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