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a sleeping poem
cars are running
insanity
standing
at Manhattan Intersection
hunger and loneliness
like being innside a castle
must fall
we can get out of self-locking
and homelessness,
the deep sorrow
It is not rare anymore
It is not just dumb
It is not just them, either
cars are driving madly.
insanity
standing
at Manhattan Intersection
hunger and loneliness
like being innside a castle
must fall
we can get out of self-locking
and homelessness,
the deep sorrow
It is not rare anymore
It is not just dumb
It is not just them, either
cars are driving madly.
Published 19th Aug 2024
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