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Months later -
For H.
Quietly, the grief
loudly the pain.
the accumulated poison
love faded away.
Mine was a strange world
of criminal silences
of strangers' watchful eyes
misreading the evil.
darkness in the daytime
I didn't live the NIGHTS.
You are killing yourself!!
YOU ARE KILLING YOURSELF!!
With the morbid knife
of those who are watch-
ing! Was it
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