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Apr 2020
gluttony tinged fork strings
  teacup filled full of powdery substance
                                                       ­     lack thereof
                                      spoon breath
                                  subtext
                ­          underneath the mattress
                                                  death breath
flowers in my death bed
falling through the floor      flowering tendencies
                   blend               and                   see
colour me
epiphany
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flitting Apathy  15/F
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