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Mar 2019
It’s a funny place
Terrifying
I feel as though a single glance
Would cause my dying
So I’ll close my eyes
And pretend to sleep
I’ll annihilate lies
And destroy my creep
I wouldn’t wish being alone on the bus on my worst enemy
Ithaca
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