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Apr 2020
I don't feel real
There is no substance
Just a sublimate
Where I once stood
I know I was there
I can't know for sure
Grey rings wispy
Long sought touch
It never happened
Where have I gone
In my haste
I have forgotten
Days strung together
A daisy chain
Of moments
Lingering in my head
That I no longer cling to
Oh well
Nothing I can do now
Archer
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Archer  38/M/Near Toronto
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