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Caleb
Poems
Feb 2019
Cut
Uncertain waves of wanted days no longer able to succeed as I am in bed.
If I am to recover with no help more I’ll raise a glass to the one who lies in my head.
The sensitive worm I have forgotten most of is taking advantage of my need to work.
And this sweltering swell balloons my need for closer analysis of my soon life after.
#lack
#of
#motivation
#sad
#illness
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