but what can this mean?
crammed in a seat
in the upright position
the man beside me
may be a physician
please, I beg him
remove my pain
I am a human,
this is my name
small
sick
worthy of blame
am I protected?
I am surrounded by
oxygen, metal, carbon, wood
thought, system, law, and love
I do not feel safe
I am betrayed
lovers who leave are not lovers
at all
I do not feel safe
but I do not fall
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