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Nov 2021
This is a nevermind write
something I started without
a light
Something I push on am not
pulled|And I recoil here
And run off.  Or try.
What cravenous
keeps me here
incongruous with the night
and your desires
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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