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Nov 2020
Look out at the sky where birds sing cheerfully
Took out my words and sang them wonderfully
A fool without a sword who says life is beautiful

He's filled with holes deep and bored into his skull
Ate his fill of drugs cause he was bored out of his skull
Filled with holes from deep wounds eyes gone dull
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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