No Critical Understanding. Poem by Mary X

No Critical Understanding.

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did.
did.
the words.

the kids of the street
or the street of the kids
go into an enternal
spiral.
they bounce of one another
and need each other to survive a
brief life

of drunk antics and drug-filled
crimes.
even though I speak
on behalf,
they still try
to take

my money.

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