::I had a premonition::

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me.

my life.

connect.

venting machine.

history.

M e l v o
The Man Who
People ask me "who are you?"
I am me or me am I
Even after I reply
"The man who."
"The man who what?"
"Who What? Just who."
"I'd rather leave that up to you."
"oh," they say and walk away.
People ask "Then who am I?"
"How should I know?" I reply
"You are you" I suppose
"but could be him or them or those."
"Or just me wearing different clothes"
"Oh," they say and walk on by.