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Jan 2021
I was digging a hole
And I kept digging
Deeper still
Until
I looked up
Before the light had
Disappeared

Now every day is a new handhold
As I haul the weight of my years upward
And I never halt but
Continue
To
Climb
Pete Dvorak
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Pete Dvorak  39/Cisgender Male/Rochester, MN
(39/Cisgender Male/Rochester, MN)   
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