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Jun 2021
I can see you in my steps,
Don't know why is that,
Your name comes up in places,
Conversations, late Night readings

You surround me like a wall,
Built around can't climb, too tall,
I'm the jester, the fool, the clown,
I've been here before, I can't be proud.
Dolores
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