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Oct 2020
Nothing here is of interest to me
Is there something terribly wrong with me?
I pick up my things
and sneak back home
Desperately hoping
I will never hear from
anyone of you
ever
again
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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