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Feb 2020
will i wilt
while the tulips blossom?
deprived of pass
from others' *****?
days spent away
with the ire of the rain.
never-ending daze
into heedless, vain ways,
sapping life down the drain.
bog
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bog  20/M/bloomington, in.
(20/M/bloomington, in.)   
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