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Feb 2020
i am a sail-boat
in the deep sea
but i am not happy about it.
i thought this was what i wanted
when i left that dock
but i did not realize what
the Wind was up to.
now it has been fifty-four days
& i'm nowhere to be found.

i thought i heard god laughing at me
but i'm not sure what's real anymore.
Written by
Jack the Hoodlum
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