Do Psychics Make You Cry? (a poem)

Psychics, however hard they try,
Will always be soaked in blood
Do psychics make you cry?

I cannot help but stop and look at the haunted gifts
Never forget the concerned offerings

I cannot help but look at the digital interfaces
A boundary is thin, sparing
An interface before me, crying

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