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Jul 2020
and if you ever come across me
remember this crooked song

"wild strawberries in the woods
not the only fear at the neighborhood
bad apples, cookie monsters, and crows
cashew farts, peepholes, and human toes
we shall fear not, as of today, as of now
we stop, stand, run, jump, and bow
whatever we need to want to can
whatever we need to want to can"
Reza Raad
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