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Aug 2019
damp, weary feet
being ******* at the sun
a heaviness around my neck
the draft as the descent is made
a growing growl
slick to the touch metal
jostling
wanting to be with someone
self consciousness
turning corners like i know
slowing down once the last one is behind me
sitting down
patience
losing once
twice
more patience
looking around
and now backwards
Written by
Andrew Fontaine  France
(France)   
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