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Jan 2020
Wearing the remnants: shards of your discarded
         garments
Speeding through your neighborhoods and
       scoff as you walk your dog
Seated in your meetings but cannot
        open my mouth
The words that tumble forth will ruin me
Written by
Sassperilla
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