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Dec 2019
I'm tracking in mud

Slogging
Waiting for time
To heal the wounds

But fighting aging
To keep myself feeling young
Fertile
Eligible
Young
Vibrant

I'm exhausted
I don't want another one of these
Love doesn't feel good

You ruined it.

It feels better to be alone
Safer
Numb
But still unhappy.
Amber
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     Max Neumann and Bogdan Dragos
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