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Pretence

January 17, 2011

I had forgotten how other people live

In houses that have only four walls total

And no windows or a chance at sunshine

I had forgotten how taps leak drop by drop

The entire nights and how in the mornings

There isn’t enough water to flush the toilet

I had also forgotten how it was lie down

On the cold hard floor to sleep and then

Have imaginary ants crawl all over me

The entire night

Some days, pretend suffering

Is the best way to feel alive

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