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“I Stare at You for 17 Seconds”

Alone,

I’ve forgotten
Of
.
Whatever anyway,
As people refuse my presence.
.
It’s my attempt to re-mend,
I’m
Like a doll with patches,
Walking
A dog that isn’t there
Down
.
The street
In
Front of the
Platoon of houses.

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