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Apr 2021
I grew mellow;
I grew not to care;
I tossed my thoughts;
I gave a stare;
It stared back;
Ate me whole;
My green went yellow;
Fear took hold;
I gathered pride;
I await next tide
When I feel mellow.
Rebecca
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Rebecca  59/F/Virginia
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