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May 2020
Waiting for God.
Elapsed seconds. And fever thoughts.
Buying for time
car at a
Parking spot meter box......
These are thoughts.
That creep alot
Like bugs 6 feet deep
In a cedar box........
The plot you don't see alot.
My dad.
My family deaths.
You mean alot.
I really mean you mean alot.
Jordan Gablehouse
Written by
Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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