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Oct 2019
I stand on the cliff
Watching the world
Enjoying itself
While it twirls

But the sun beats
On my back
As I acknowledge this
It burns my skin
To a crisp

I look out
But nothing comes by
Just the swirling
Of the sky
Dominic Miles Crowl
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Dominic Miles Crowl  17/M/Pennsylvania
(17/M/Pennsylvania)   
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   Samantha
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