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Feb 2020
At the bottom of the bottle
my own warped face-- the glass,
eyes that reflect 2014 for what it was

the bottle-neck becoming mineΒ 

At the bottom of the barrel
I findΒ words for poetry, words for me.Β 

At the bottom of it all I can see.
Written by
     Shattered Thoughts, Amal Backer, saturn and Fawn
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