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Between the Cracks in the Stairs

I go
to
places
others
won’t
I don’t
care
that’s
where
I live
in the
spaces
others
find
uncomfortable
you know
the cracks
the gaps
those
little
slivers
make you
squirm
make
you question
easiest
way
to weed
them
out
or
maybe
it’s how
I keep
them
from
getting
in
deosn’t
really
matter
that’s
besides
the point...
Running
searching
all the
halls
what
was it
I was
trying
to find
and
where
was it
was
it
the key
to
it all
I’ve
spent
nights
racing
in
search
of it
and
still
no peace
night
after
night
I canvased
the halls
and
riped
open
the
lockers
all
for
what?
Stair
after
stair
I climbed
and
just
kept
looking
hallways
doors
all the
numbers
what
does
it all
mean
what
does
it
mean?

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