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Jul 2022
your the one to blame,
for my frontal lobe spinning,
for the jack of trades tipping
the waitress twenty percent

to show me you are solid
teaching me boundaries
i sit patient and still
for the drawing of cards
Laura
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Laura  26/F/Toronto
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