Feral Wasteland
M M.J. Lemon
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what do you do
with someone who doesn't know
what day of the week it is
what time it is
what the line is between right and wrong?
It's all a twilight
some 'private Idaho'
a brain living and playing
grey matter solitaire
recluse or refuses clues
No waking up and realizing
there's something
an outdoors
the girl next door
a boy or someone else
Blank stare
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