You look like a monster, one woman said to another.
The woman was on fire. This is the first of two screws
twisted into a wall. One bus is sent on its route minutes before
the other. This is the first. Thousands of soldiers were lowering
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read your poem so many times. but i did not understand your theme. would you send us a poet'*s note so that we can understand your poem. thank you dear poetess. tony