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Jun 2018
I pass myself along
from man
to man
to man

in search of shelter
I cannot find
in the graves I dig
with my own two hands.
Qynn
Written by
Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
(23/F/Pittsburgh)   
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     Fawn, JL Smith and EntityRightHand
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