No one wanted to see that burning,
not me,
not you,
not anyone,
because it meant something that even you were too stupid to understand,
too lonely to bother to decipher,
and I wanted you to leave,
that was a good idea,
if you would just leave,
even if only for a bit
so I could get some rest,
with my pen,
and my eyes,
and things that didn't make me feel so different from all of you
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