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Nov 2020
On the podium was a man giving a eulogy.
The words travelled and dispersed,
Crawled and Ran,
Heard by everyone.
They Passed like stray sentences from a novel
And everyone was analyzing, interpreting and criticizing.
They filled in the rest of the story on their own,
Including themselves in this final chapter.
Written by
Dash
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