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CasiDia
Poems
Jul 2020
Pony Boy
You always bring up that time I broke the pint glass and cut my finger.
It leaks out onto the floor and becomes a habit.
Nobody salts the wound more than me.
pony boy salts wound
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CasiDia
27/The world
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