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Apr 2021
He swiped by me in a daze
exhaustion loomed from his throat
focused eyes on out of focus points
resembling the thinking man
mouth pursed in two
weighted down
something in him didn't want to fight today
a king looking down
at spilled wine
acacia
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acacia  F/orbis
(F/orbis)   
75
     M Vogel, --- and Leone Lamp
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