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Jul 2019
I was ready to love you in white trim
You found delight in embarrassing me.

You taught me that night—
I’m not him.
These pages I overwrite
with words I whip to curse you
like a purple gallinule
may you never soar.
Tom Berry
Written by
Tom Berry  25/M/Tallahassee
(25/M/Tallahassee)   
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