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"My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.                                                                           

'Speak to me. 'Why do you never speak. Speak.    

What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?

I never know what you are thinking. Think."


This type of speech is so rush, the poem have no structure, it is like a mind of the speaker at this moment, neurotic, mad,…It is the metaphor of the mind of the people at that time and the city too, breaking up.

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