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May 2021
Chased by nothing
A void follows me
I want to be something
But no one sees me

Words hit the wall
But they don’t stick
They bounce like a ball
And land like a brick

Do I need to be heard?
Why can’t I exist
With my words unheard?
On vain hopes I subsist.
Jupiter Magna
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Jupiter Magna  M/Colorado
(M/Colorado)   
107
   Benzene
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