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Oct 2019
I’m sleeping
mud seeping
crawlies on
my chapel creeping

A sunk-in well
from where I fell
I’ll never go
and never tell

Real the ropes
Pack your smokes
Chew your verses
Swallow your jokes

This mutineer
Dares to steer
Lost not lost,
a-lone premier.
The bottom of a well is as good of a place as any.
Written by
TMReed  24/M/Austin, Texas
(24/M/Austin, Texas)   
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