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Feb 2019
Couldn't        find
                                       Words
                          Clear concise exact
                                        To say
                                           My
                                          Soul
               ­                     Is weighted
                                     Differently
                            Almost accustomed
                                          Now
        ­                              To        what
                    ­                   Was heavy,
                           Barely                      there
                               ­       To         what
                                     Was feathers,
                               Now              boulders
                                       ­   While
                                    Rivers returned
                                          To flow
                                            over
           ­                            My deserts
Daisy
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Daisy
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   maledimiele
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