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Oct 2020
Every failure of my character
Throws and rails against this bone cage
Blood and Bone deep folly
Chasing any hope of rest or death

Crushed flower, broken swinging bridge
A river of memories turned tide of self pity
Turned vicious biting realization
But the stone was cast and the current's a Thief

My actions made consequences
My thoughtless uncaring made enemies
My stone caused a ripple
And the ripple
A Tide
SW
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