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Nitroglyserin

Elbows on knees
Face in hands
hair in wet and oily strands

Water dripping in a constant tap, tap, tap
on the cold cemented floor
dusty dark windows and a steel framed door

This destitude of solitude
with shadows dancing on the walls

and in the fainted echoes the night calls
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