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Sep 2019
Clouds that separate
Skies that appreciate
Mountains high
The altitude is where you find thy
Valleys below
Thinking of although
A strange appeal
Feeling trapped like being in a seal
How do I get out?
All I can do is shout
I will have to work that out
But being in the valley is an uncontrollable bout
Although I am stuck
I am now running a mock
I have been told good luck.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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