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Jan 2021
I am not the harnesser of energy,
  I'm more like a train station where
good things and
bad things
come and go with
time, that carry me,
fleeting,
and are gone with a
whistle blow
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
  284
   Eshwara Prasad
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