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Jun 2021
Black mare in the background,
Crumbling castle.
A personal opera’s decrescendo
You are dust,
And to dust you shall return.
Eras fade, gold dulls to plastic.
A crown is just a hat.
You, an old woman.
Tyler
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Tyler  23/M/Arizona
(23/M/Arizona)   
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   Jamadhi Verse
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