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Nov 2021
If you don't use it
you lose it
Tempus Fugit how time
unsettles the best of intentions
Words are just that
a matter of jumbled indiscretions,
nothing grows here anymore
belief is a series of restrictions
that's a closed-door
from your point of view
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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