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Will a wall
appear at night outside my window?
Standing tall
to keep the truths from walking in.
A woman called
in tongues that sounded too familiar
feeling appalled
at glaring eyes and foreign skin.
The berries up and down the Mill Pond Road
are not where they're supposed to go
while goats who climb and plants that seed
are not where they're supposed to be.
The chemicals and their people who
can't think of other things to do
can't find the words or what to say
nor ever had the right words anyway
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