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Everyone On Earth Lives On My Street, Yours Too

I have a paper skeleton hanging on my wall
to remind me everyone is the same

sometimes in the middle of the night
we wake up and are not sure why
always blame it on a scream
from the street
must have just missed it

yesterday I heard kids laughing
in the branches of a cherry blossom tree

our history has been misremembered
misquoted, misplaced
since it happened
yesterday

today under the cherry blossom tree
I saw a pool of blood
I got nervous
bent down, called 911
took a big sip

it could be anyone’s blood
our blood looks the same

probably it was that person
screaming in the night, who woke us up

I have a paper skeleton hanging on my wall
to remind me everyone is the same

but no one is as important as you.

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