All day
My ears full Mouth void of judgement
Platform vocation
Absorbed beyond overflow
Entering near evening
Modest door with diamond window
Rush first toilet
Next sink
To heat water for tea
I called
Expected you to listen
Before making my experience
Your rage room
Our moments shared
Rare
Less Even in the same acre
Again I am raw and red
Scolded by words
Chaotic and coarse
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