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RedAgain
Poems
Sep 2020
Quarantine
that childhood game of desert-island
well I am deserted
I am standing on thick ice
but I never learned how to ice-skate
And the edge is coming ever closer
And I know how to swim,
but with icy shock will I be able to?
screams reverberated
how is it the thick set cliffs of snow stand firm
as if theyβve fallen deaf
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