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Apr 2019
We travel a path
winding or an arrows-aim,
we all go down our journey—
don’t mind me! I’m just
traipsing around this forest aimlessly,
I bid you no harm.
Allow me to lie down
and be one with the muck!
Idk
Written by
Ray Dunn  20/F/New York
(20/F/New York)   
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