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Pain in my left heart
A wound opened once more
Were I to uncover it
The pain may only grow
But as is, it festers
Like a cancer, it throbs
Men require connection
And a patient - a surgeon
No man is an island
And no patient can fix himself
But of men, I ask
Does a phallus mean
He can stand only on his own
Some say a phallus
Is what men are
But to this I say
Only one of these truly stand on its own
Should society understand
Would they accept it?
I did hear once
Men without to whom to turn
Are ubiquitous today
How long can they persist?
How long can they survive like this?
I wonder if those men
Will be here tomorrow
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