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Apr 2020
Locked behind the door
Of glass, I sweep the floor
With my broken shoes
The morning's news
Is no news at all
My father on the wall
Ghosts are in the hall

I wish I was
Somewhere else
Velvel Ben David
Written by
Velvel Ben David  24/M/Israel
(24/M/Israel)   
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