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Feb 2018
and then
the: i with it,
                     i'd run...
    as i had ran...
ran and run
and ran,  
                    and run...
to have avoided
writing: this;
nearest...
            to nearing
a call of love...
     i can
afford
                    a funeral.
no:
   it didn't
         really matter:
but it mattered
to make wings
turn into a fluster,
           rather than flight,
#m
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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