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niann smith
Poems
Mar 2021
my dear friend...
My hermit would never put me through all of that,
My hermit would never mess with my screws the way you had.
You donβt give me peace of tranquil
Hermit would never behave the way you have
It would not have guilt-tripped me or scold me for all my misfortunes
Hermit would never put me through a continual silence.
It would never let me play with the devil cards
You are the corrupt ally of the devil...
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