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Jun 2020
pervade
invasive
drifting through walls
and crawling through our ears
we live in empty spaces
as they haunt through our fears
specter
and shade
lifeless
they're made
with every misstep we've taken
and stupid game that we've played
Sometimes the skeletons in our closet get up and dance.  They're always there just in our peripherals.
Michael Stefan
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Michael Stefan  37/M/Minneapolis
(37/M/Minneapolis)   
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