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Jul 2019
I often wonder
if I am but a teacup
to your boils.
Without me
Where would you set
your pinkie
Where would you pour
your cream
Where else to discuss
the β€œnew mortality”
but about my heated air?
July 10, 2019
Ashley Kaye
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Ashley Kaye  19/F
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