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Aug 2020
Forgotten
Like the flowers in the waterless vase
In that room of the house you never use
Beautiful, but screaming
Through glass panes
The sun can’t seem to breach
As you sit in the den
Surrounded by smoke
Asleep with your eyes open
Adrianna
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Adrianna
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   ju, --- and Cloudydaze
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