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Jan 2020
a house you own
but do not live in

my friend the end
let us just see

how fast it is
that we can run

to the house you own
but we can not live in

so let us just see,
my friend the end

how fast we can
how slow we run
to what we want

let us just see. . .

that house you own,
but cannot live in.
Written by
Middle Shelf
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