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Nov 2020
I have seen the sunlight go stale
You have to work your way around it
And keep it as alive as you can

Stale yellow sunlight
Death in the daytime
Break me on your knee
And burn my skin ******* pale.
bennu
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bennu  26/South Philadelphia
(26/South Philadelphia)   
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