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Feb 2020
Hope
I
flustered
numbed
under-slept
perennially tired

like a distracted bird
that can't differentiate
between the birdseed
and the snare

Yet
HOPE alone
gets me going
that's my medicine
that's my vice
#hope #tired #vice
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Tapan  36/M
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