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Dec 2021
all overboard
Soon we'll all be dead
we came unmoored
And fell into dread
the captain said
Don't lose your head

Crashed and can't burn
a wet pathogen
Let's all breathe in turns
nothings learned
Just more meat to churn
no one will mourn
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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