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Teen Salon - One

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Poem Number 1983

another tear; my pain is wasted on
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not nearly wasted, no
as much as singularity of pain
compressed into a path yet taken
like conversation strands
rests along dead gravities, complacent
as the the drone your insecurity demands
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