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Sep 2021
In between the next steps
I think of you

You, off on some adventure
Seeking truth

I had it in my hand, a jewel
I polished until it fell to dust

My lust
Nailed my own hands to the boards

And lost
Written by
Bryce  M/San Francisco, CA
(M/San Francisco, CA)   
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