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Perspective: The Television

When I speak

You here all the others who look like me.

Can you separate it. 

Can you hear me this time? 

I only speak what’s true, what’s right, what’s best. 

I’m so in tune. 

Trust me 

This time. 

Still you haven’t looked at me different. 

You haven’t forgotten yet

Those other shows.

Past relationships, past trauma, past conflict. 

I’m here because I need to be, because it is scripted. 

No static. 

It should be clear to you.

Can't you see me? 

This time. 


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