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Apr 2020
Following the flow
Of the common track
The boy begins crack.
With eyes succinctly averted
And attention neglected,
fissures begin to grow.

A shout
A sprint
A line
Ran through.
A life
Forgotten.

A life
Renewed.
What is this thing called โ€œself insert?โ€
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
(20/M/Wherever I May Roam)   
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     Grey, Ben's Oldies, --- and ---
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