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Feb 2020
Stew on it for a while, she said
really rally in it
Feel it in your gut and ride it
For all you know this is all you'll ever feel
That serotonin uptake can really zombify
Really ******* fry
Nerve endings in head and gut
twist me up the spine
Possessed by duress
I wear it best
In every corner of my vessel,
a spectre resides
And rides and rides
and drives you away
She says it now, lets out a wild howl
won't let me dispel
O please let me now
but it takes the form of salt water
and pools in seafoam orbs
that soak it back in
returning to the swell
the anima sola
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the anima sola  31/F/Australia
(31/F/Australia)   
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   --- and Woody
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