## P09 Looks

Their looks are after me.
They are looking at us.
I'm not a fish in the sea,
or in a shoal, maybe.

What have we done of that ?
They survived wars or famine,
we are not even in the combat.
I don't want to live in a shrine.

Hate, destruction, slavery.
They did the same mistakes,
teaching us not to eat the cherry,
before digesting the cake.

I'm thinking of them too,
when I try to fight, myself,
against me or with a crew,
to be in the next bookshelf.

2Dɛ

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