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Jul 2016
I'm wallowing
In my robe and in my sadness
I'm naked in a towel
Dripping hair dripping
Sadness
The dirt circling the drain
Doesn't go away
I'm wallowing in
My dirt
In a clean space
I wallow in
Sadness
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