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Apr 2020
In a dream,
the millipede pleads to me
for his freedom.

                                     I look the other way
                                     and as quickly as he
                                     emerged from the dirt

                                                                                 He is gone.
Blackenedfigs
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Blackenedfigs  27/F/Here nor there
(27/F/Here nor there)   
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     --- and Eva B
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