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Jun 2019
For the traffic in my head
I wait.
Encryptions take time
to gaze at traces
rhyme with sound.
Make on Earth you
see through crime
you
way with words
spend all the howl listening
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Kieran  25/M/Toronto
(25/M/Toronto)   
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