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Apr 2018
i packed my things
i had enough
it was pouring outside with a dreary overhead of clouds
the angels telling me

it’s not too late to turn back..

i had no umbrella
nevertheless
i took the bus that i got to soonest
and shut out the practicality
of the situation at hand.
everly
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everly  20/F
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   Willy Shakysphere and Rick
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