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Looking Deep

Why are you undoing
my pain, curating for a fake god?
Was it a mania?

I am dividing myself.
Half the space was for you. Some words
were amputated to stop crying.

You were my variation.
I am submitting all the evidence of
Hara-Kiri.Was it easy to shove the knife?
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