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Nov 2019
What have I been
Sitting in
It is all over me
Such viscosity
What has
It all
Cost me
Wallowing
In it
Have you
Ever just
Heaving cried
With it
Bathed
Within it
Look at her
Then at him
Dripping from
Their
Very skin
I'm crying
In it
I'm crawling....through
But soon
Will hit that wall
And I'm fighting
Back not holding
To hope
I'm free from it
Most not
I'm free and it
Caught my heart
Written by
Ike E Davis  55/M
(55/M)   
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