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Dec 2021
Act
I held on to that.
But I never found my soul in that.

I can't hold onto that.
So I found my soul in straps.

Real tough guy act.
When, I feel alone in fact.
Nomadic poet
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Nomadic poet  24/F/Mississippi
(24/F/Mississippi)   
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