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May 2019
i have never found a four leaf clover

but i have seen many bugs
and given many hugs
and now the sun is licking my skin
and into the grass I'm sinking in
there's a flower to my right
and colorful things in my sight

and this life is a lovely layover
hindrance
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hindrance  18/F
(18/F)   
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     --- and Mysidian Bard
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