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Aug 2020
Starting often,
Sinking often,
Lifting ourselves timidly,
Posturing before news,
We feel broken,
The world feels broken,
Yet we hope,
Hope in the above,
Hope not in the below,
And hope the new horizon
Is as beautiful as
Our neighbor says.
Written by
Daniel Stoll  22/M/Tennessee
(22/M/Tennessee)   
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