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Feb 2019
It's falling to the ground
little
by little.
Giving itself
to us all.
Pink Blossoms
in the
dark night
blowing away to tomorrow.
A poem I feel is about death.
Matthew
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Matthew  122/Other/My Basement
(122/Other/My Basement)   
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   Santita, Perry, ---, M-E and Poolza
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