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Apr 2020
Subside, O hunger of mine.

Satisfy thyself of cravings,

So we might co-exist just yet.


Play our tunes so fires might just extinguish,

Instead of being set alight once more.
Restraint, all we ever have to deal with being part of society.

December 2017.
Batchelor
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