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Feb 2020
People always say
That mistakes are okay.
But what consolation
Have we made in preparation
For when mistakes become a blight
That decimates our planet’s light.
I mean, they become not okay at some point, right? Or were they never okay in the first place? Mistakes I mean. Feb.3.2020
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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     ---, Grey, Bogdan Dragos and Khoisan
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