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Dec 2019
i was so used to people leaving
that it occurred to me like a habit
–a daily routine, a little less off my to do list

it was always bound to happen
like a messy bed after a night's sleep
then I will open my eyes
when the clock ticks at eight

i was used to people leaving
that i leave the front door open
and keep it unlocked as a habit
so ill have little less people to keep
just a prompt in progress.
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ae  19/M
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     kieran dacey boylan, Holly, Kanishka and ---
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