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Squatting on doorsteps, following
Nocturnal habits are surveyed with

So we crawl into corners, ignore any
And imagine our clang for our neighbors

When we crawl on all fours, upon the floor
Still they to the walls and knock on our doors

And the tendency for tenants is

The is cracked, and the paper peels
The plaster falls and a body softly

Forty watt swing from a light cloud
On lawnmower groan, the has grown

But they have at the keyholes and ears at the walls
They have at the keyholes and ears at the walls

And the for tenants is secrecy