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Mar 2021
each victory
smaller than the last
We are told none is too small
but I can’t see them
they blend in
no longer victories, they are routine
nothing changed
avery
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avery  19/F/under my bed
(19/F/under my bed)   
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     Hunter Greb and Imran Islam
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