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Feb 2022
over-encumbered,
i strained to lift my legs
and lumbered onto stage
lately,
everything that once was temporary
wants to stay,
i say
to one shadowed face
lonely,
the sole spectator in this place
the only thing we have in common
is that we occupy the same space
*cue studio laughter
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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