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Sunday, August 14, 2022

Untitled and unfinished from June 26th

 Long ago in another life uniqueness waxed deep within

Left with nothing but shallow turns and constant whims

Let's pretend at the party where plastic holes melt away

Let's dissolve the distance we've come or no longer stay



Posted by ImprovisedDreaming at 10:33 PM
Labels: Poetry

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