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    no one fuckin knows me,
    nobody even cares.
    when i try to tell then,
    i just get empty stares.
    i try and connect with them,
    i wish not to be alone.
    but when the argue that they know,
    thereselves to me they've shown.
    for a friend or companion,
    i wish to know me true.
    but those who claim to understand me,
    will be replaced by a new.
    and when i think that they are my friend,
    and friends we will be right.
    they come out with a bullshit exscuse,
    and claim im to uptight

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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