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Sep 2018
Five foot by five foot
Just space enough to stand
Not any decor in sight
The feeling old and bland

The water never cleaned
It seems nobody cares
We try to break the glass
We're not ours, we're theirs.
Oliver
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Oliver  20/FTM/lost somewhere
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