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Jan 2019
I attempt for humor
but reach for what humors me

Don't think it vain
it's just how I connect with my fellow human beings

If my thoughts seem sporadic forgive me
I'm drowning the doubt
infusing creativity

I fear I do not know how to write a tale
my imagination recedes under it's dark veil

I wish he could see me
and i him
for an imagination makes us feel like a child again
TBDutton
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TBDutton  31/M/Buckeye
(31/M/Buckeye)   
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   Fawn, --- and Kristo Frost
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