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Mar 2018
written unto
or rather,
how hard it is to
teach cats affection,
as i have learned...
not so hard,
once you learn
to sleep longer than
they do.
    vay.... vay..
        they...
      hardly an F
                my friend,
**** somewhere else,
i'm bound to spectating
a chess match
formed from a brick walll..
Atlas! give me a pardon
for looking outside my
own body! to subsequently
leave a democratic
                                 root
worth a prism of blossom.
Mateuš Conrad
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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