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Feb 2020
I'd like to penetrate the disorder
so that we'll be comforted,
but my hesitations are founded
in the knowing that doing so
will bring us together
in a sacrifice of nails,
and who the hell wants that.
Written by
Miracle Beyond Me  49/M/Ohio
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