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It's what it's not your last nerve frayed or your life like a baby tooth hanging by a thread or the train wreck or the accident on the highway you cannot look away from and it is not and never will be staring into the abyss with no light at the end of the tunnel whit howland © 2021

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For You?

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WhitHowland

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Apr 21, 2021

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Notes: For everyone. Love all of you.
Tags: #blackmountainpoet

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