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Jan 2021
I worry
When he goes.

Then I remember

He left

Us so much

That tells me

To not

To not

To stay upon
The ship split into splinters

A day too fast

For there are others

Cold as the clay

Just not all the way.
Written by
Mitchell
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     eleanor prince and Khoisan
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