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Oct 2019
Stutter
Broken cadence lost in silence
Soaked-en radiance a bit intense
And for all intents ride the fence
Things don't make sense,
They don't make sense
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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