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Apr 2020
What's really left
is a so so plate
of lasagna

we can work from that
and go inward

and talk about
how this was one
of those boring

points in my and
maybe

everyone's life
where I made

a decision
that didn't necessarily
set the world

ablaze
but it was most

likely one of many
of the little ants
muling

morsels of food
for thought
that added up

to shape my

destiny


Whit Howland Β© 2020
Just being me. An original.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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