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Aug 2021
Routinely these words
miss most
and reach only a few.

Some call them trite,
lame
or flat.

Not up to par;
nonetheless they fill this space
and await contemplation.
Written by
JJ Inda  36/M/Miami FL
(36/M/Miami FL)   
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   Khoisan
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