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Dec 2019
A meter empty on a hill
by two trees glowing unashamed.
One bore life while one could fill
a cup with thickly flowing thought
and drive the couple cursed and blamed
from Eden or the parking lot.
Written by
Thomas Wood  29/M/London
(29/M/London)   
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       ---, Fawn, Molly, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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