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Sep 2019
Come for me,

          but let it be a mortal wound..


For if I breath a breath...

Know that yours is a hastily
      
                     kept moment.

And obituarises aren't in
                      the vocabulary


                                         of


shallow graves.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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       ---, Fawn, Poetic T, A B Faniki and annh
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