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being locked in and like lasers for me
the line like moat that separates me
from this talking, shouting, laughing mob
and my soul takes onslaught like an attack
woebegone and so alone, like a monk
jamil opts some noise of his own
the strength obstructing, silencing all
be the mute norms, these stims of mine.
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