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Oct 2020
I do not go anywhere,
I do not collect anything -
I do so little of everything!

(but string together spider threads
to make up fluttering spider webs
of the temporal doom inside -
then, in these webs I reside.)
Written by
meadowbrook  27/F/Sydney
(27/F/Sydney)   
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     Imran Islam, --- and Junior McIntyre
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