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Aug 2022
The pieces have all fallen down,
I look like a **** foolish clown,

I fell on my ***,
On Cold Winter's grass,
I think I now want to drown.

My eyebrows have started to droop,
A circular life in a hoop.

It's hurting so bad,
Now I'm ******* clad,
I think I just need to ****.
Midnight Apex
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