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Jun 2022
Large in shape
Their voice booming
Always must have their way

When I was young
I lived with a beast
who I hated

I swore when I left
to never live in fear again
I thought I was smart

As I found myself
Another beast snuck in
and settled before I realized it

Now I live with a monster
A monster who makes
every day a living nightmare

Despite the relation
I have had with my monsters
I still wish them at a distance

Is that too much to ask
for one night
with no fights?
Writing of the Unknown
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