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Jul 5
An old horse smiles behind my mouth.
Scars of time hang from its gums.
Physical renditions of the ticking hand,
Going around the sun,
Beating down,
Weighing down.
MisfitOfSociety
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MisfitOfSociety  18/M/South Africa
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