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date = 2023-07-20
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into the deep eyes
of a stranger
the scratched mirror
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the soldier believed
so honored to protect us
and yet
died for the torturer
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no robot could answer
the chasm between
killers and dead
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drowning in anxiety
in that revolving stomach
the pile of work
went undone
i was stuck
in my guts
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the lifeline of words
hanging by
a thin thread
woven by bots