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My pulse no longer beats
in tune with every honk
and my feet are out of place
with your walk;
I can barely keep up.

This city numbs my very bones
and I write but cannot talk;
the words keep freezing in my mouth.
I shuffle and shiver,
grinding my teeth at night,
while every other cog
is moving, moving, moving
and I am fully stopped.
If people are like other animals who might have genetic memory, then I must be an alien.
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