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Sep 2020
A year that feels like ten.

A never ending road of broken glass.

With shredded feet and calloused progress,

We march on.
Jonathan
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Jonathan  M/Oregon
(M/Oregon)   
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     Christopher higgins, ---, Nylee and Aparna
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