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we’re weirdos so  it seems
one stArts from
A
Who stArts from
B
premises leAd to
C
BewAre
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F
orest
H
‘omeless
I
they prey on
G
‘old unwritten sky
J
‘Anitor’s comfort on
K
ibbutz plans
L
‘ove
M
‘y dog
N
‘ot his bone
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OP
Art
for you Alone
R
u there
S
T
‘mAte
U
yourself non-creAted
in
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‘is no dom
of times so
X
pray say
Y
Do u
enjoy no
Z
‘est

we’re weirdos so  it seems
one stArts from
A
Who stArts from
B
premises leAd 2
C

Author Notes

I am worried about the presentation of this poem.