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Setenance
Poems
Jul 2017
the door
it,
within me
sings
the door
the beckoning
i'm afraid
to look inside
i may just find
no thing alive
by consequence
by design
by my burdens
i'm defined
by my curses
i'm refined
my consequence
my design
#consequence
#design
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Setenance
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