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Aug 2021
it is an old day
when i am how to
say
(old..)

three small letters
but fetters
sold

and bought..
staked to a
ground

to a moment
of dying
that

goes
round and
round..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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