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Mar 2019
egg
the sun is hot
it's heaviness compresses
so that i become tired
i want to be still
but the ground burns
busy life no time for stillness
D Baby Bey
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D Baby Bey  26/M/U.S.A
(26/M/U.S.A)   
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