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Nov 2020
You’ll become a poet of habit
A Monday’s offer in the supermarket
Your words will sell themselves
To feed the overfed
Alas
You don’t like the idea
Yet
You’re consumed by it.
Nat
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Nat  30/Berlin
(30/Berlin)   
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