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Jan 2022
Tar
Caged walls drip Tar.
My familiar prison cell,
Hopeless Escapism,
Futile Resistance,
Pathetic Optimism.
Fall, deep, deeper.
Into the place I called home.
Richard Graydon
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Richard Graydon
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       Ayesha and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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