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Aug 2020
Sage bush smoking sour
Eyes cascading showers
Measuring sober hours
Chewing my cigarettes now
Good coffee, good chow
Pretentious **** saying thou
******* off the bow, drunk
Crawl back in my rack
Afloat but still sunk
Cold icey dunk
Casket of grinding gears stuck
Struck, sliding into silence
gravelbar
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gravelbar  33/M/x
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   Bogdan Dragos
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