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Free
I've gotta know
Who takes a life for free?
Some kind of man,
I know would tell her openly
I know your eyes expand
I won't lead you by the hand
I'll ask again,
Please, is there anybody free?
A foreign land
Why won't they speak to me?
Know you're a knuckleduster
And you're caught in a relapse now
With eyes half open and a trail of head crumbs,
Tell me again where you are from.
poem
by
Joshua Widmer
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