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I felt it then like I feel it now There was a dead end sign at that moment I peered into our future We tried to give space Then that choice was taken away One more chance to prove we can survive locked down together So we took my family land We tilled that soil Built distractions Illusions and dreams The peppers and tomatoes that I now harvest I prepare them alone The nightshades the itch now taint my tears and pink-stain my cheeks where they have streamed
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Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 2:15 AM UTC
Nightshade Soup
I felt it then like I feel it now There was a dead end sign at that moment I peered into our future We tried to give space Then that choice was taken away One more chance to prove we can survive locked down together So we took my family land We tilled that soil Built distractions Illusions and dreams The peppers and tomatoes that I now harvest I prepare them alone The nightshades the itch now taint my tears and pink-stain my cheeks where they have streamed
gracie143sf
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34/F/San Francisco, CA
Sep 18, 2020
Sep 18, 2020 at 2:15 AM UTC
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