something is wrong with me.i see dead people.
on the streets, in their cars, in their homes, everywhere i look.
I'm looking at their faces and i can not find a live one! inside.
they're all dead for me. there's no communication. make no mistake, this is not a poem! this is my reality. day after day after day... i can barely endure it!
that's why i think I'm sick.
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