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Nov 2017
Time keeps trying to absorb me,
but I've broken his hands
and hidden away
the ground up bits of his sands

I'll never be whole again
but at least
he and I are falling apart
together
I was tripping serious ***** when I wrote this.
Arlo Disarray
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