hi.
my name is ivel.
i wish for many things. most of them are simple.
i wrote a poem!
This city breeds.
It bleeds.
It pushes pills, people, and pockets
To the limit, unnatural
People unaccustomed living in fear, in dread
Of touching. Of feeling. Of recognizing their fellow man as
Human.
As more than a color or inflection.
Suspicious of every movement, sound
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