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Aug 2019
red tape tapers the walls

white walls cover the halls

tabula rasa my mind descends

into depths deeper, I pretend

i'm far from home, far from here

far from anyone and everyone dear

a lady in the corner speaking in riddles

singing upon the silver strings of a golden fiddle
loaf
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