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Dec 2019
Walking round seems right
Wrong or wrongly rejected
You matter no more

Just a little sniff of hope (hopelessness)
Engulfs my senses
Invading the obvious

I too see the proper route
In case you should offer directions
Remembering your manners- Posted w/ tacks

All about (around) me
You flutter your delectable treat
I ponder this... For a moment

You see
BP Fallen
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BP Fallen  M/Oregon
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