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May 2022
All the heartbroken,
the lonely and the dreamers
all hear the same song in these
early hours of the morning.
We are solitary
yet the night sings us
to sleep or something
more sinister.
Mitch Prax
Written by
Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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