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Mar 2020
I’m not feeling well
The past few days have been hell
But I must admit
The days have shortened a bit.
And before I know it
I’ve parted the stormy seas like
Moses with red and
I’m wine drunk at the party for the fifty-first time.

Step one.

Again.
Jake B Rydell
Written by
Jake B Rydell  22/New York, NY
(22/New York, NY)   
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