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Aug 2020
at some point a few of us found our own sport

pick a leisurely sunday afternoon
sunny, clear skys, 98 degrees

when the birds won't shut the **** up

wake up shaking and nauseous
run a cool shower with the lights off

curl up in a ball blocking the drain
and watch the water rise
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