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Oct 2021
11:11 the patterns please me
I can hold on
Every day
Sporadic shed
A new me peeks round the corners of tomorrow's tomorrow
Meal deal: contains dead ducks and creature flavoured crisps
Abstracting the detail only leaves me with this
Write it down in hopes it's what you actually feel
Marketing and Typography
Made to heal
I wonder if people think like this
Look into the eyes of strangers and try and see what they seek
Lunch and a brand new jacket
Makes them feel unique
Written by
Logan Turner
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