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Oct 2021
I don't understand people
At this point, it just makes me laugh
All the self inflicted wounds
Deep cuts gouged
The headaches exhumed
Over matters long put to rest
Many a dead love resumed
How we go from next to last
Slow and fast
Anything but graceful
This solemn dance
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