I am a poet
I hate it when the d.j.
Interrupts the song
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The library’s loud
Teeming from the clatter of
People who need it
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Smile she said
I did when I found myself
Between the pages
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Listen to the song
My ears are my new lungs now
Sweetly drown in sound
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