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Oct 2020
But he was the only
Purely joyous part
Of my wretched existence

He leapt into my life
And back out
Like a deer in a clearing

Now he is
Gone
And I am left in my
Wretchedness

Alone
Written by
Cydney Something  32/F/Portland, OR
(32/F/Portland, OR)   
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