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May 2019
striving, searching

meaning everywhere to behold
in a world hardly days old

diving, lurching

in a drowning sea of possibility
each drip a different plea

defending, upending

small bottles of water
preparing for the great slaughter

sending, contending

β€œmine is best!” i cry
and why?
Written by
co'brien  21/M
(21/M)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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