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Dec 2019
From all of the promises slept
My futures rest to the chalk board
Rolling my eyes to "You Give A Little Love"
Malone in a monotonous tone

Used to say it was to bright to see
But there's a reason why some things only glow in the dark

And so, with time, behind these holy eyes

You will know the devil
A Slow Heyoka
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A Slow Heyoka  M/Plymouth, UK
(M/Plymouth, UK)   
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