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We don't talk to each other anymore.

We don't speak, and we don't touch,

foolish self assured.

We all stare down at our phone.

We all burn down our home.

Wonder what it is we are looking for.

First verse of my song

Face each other reckoning FEOR.

Regards

G

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Love this, Grasshopper Kaplan, thank you!

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