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WILLIAM STEIN

 
Rhymer, 2017

Torture pains
In my veins
Feeling nice (horrible)
Like a dice
Rolled on some ice
Twice
Like rice
In a bowl
On the table
Under a tree
Planted near me
Just
Recently.

Now I'm a rhymer
I can't find a
Warm
Old
Heart

It moved out
A few weeks ago;

doesn't know me now.



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