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Jan 2019
As I do every day,
I sit in my silver Altima;
Joss Stone serenades
My damaged soul,
Lifting my spirits as I turn the volume
Up and up,
Drowning out the jeering throng of my peers
And my heart's own anguished cries.
© Ethan M. Pfahning 2019
Matterhorn
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Matterhorn  18/M/Texas
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