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Jan 2021
This is the viral solstice and I am libertyโ€™s gambler.
What would I give to taste the fresh air of freedom?


Thaw-out that space-cold hope and puncture me โ€“ please.
God blesses the poets to write of such miracles.
is it gambling if you know you're going to win?
Anais Vionet
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Anais Vionet  20/F/U.S.
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