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Double Half Full

By enilorac, St. Petersburg, FL

I don't care
if you're lost and lonely.

Who cares
if you wander wildly,
whispering your words of
hope?

What's left
if we split a banana split
in two and each take two shares?

I don't care
if you care
about those friends you have
far off in a fantasy land
you call Freedom.

For fake friends
fill no food boxes,
and hopes harbor
no coins.

I don't care
about these abstract aspirations
you call hopes and dreams.

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