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Feb 2018
My entire body sways
And my feet don't feel solid beneath me
I own no property
Haven't a neighbor I can see
Perhaps I can just
Make friends with the fishes
Or perhaps I will just let them be

My houseboat will have
Everything that I need;
My guitars
My notebooks
Some games
And just me

Because no one's invited
On my houseboat
Unless
They truly believe
My houseboat's
The best
Vick Mandrake
Written by
Vick Mandrake  20/M/The Northeast
(20/M/The Northeast)   
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   --- and Pagan Paul
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