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Oct 2018
I wander under hour
watchful of demise
listless as the sunrise
fouled upon a set.

I watch for your demise
and ponder why do mine?
Would I ever knew ye,
Mine would sunder yet.
Sean Fitzpatrick
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Sean Fitzpatrick
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