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Jul 2022
The more that I listen the more that I learn
Understanding reaches me through their word
Depict the paradigm I need to earn
I gain my growth honestly, awkwardly

If I keep, thinking, thinking, thinking hard
Chip, chip, chipping away at sanity
Remember repetition lest be barred
From validity past humanity

My friends know all I do (and so much more)
No need for trust when I’m only the host
Nothing will occupy me like this chore
While there’s work to be done, I’ll keep my post

I wonder how disappointed I’ll be
When out a skull I can finally see
Brianca Kreeger
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Brianca Kreeger  25/F/Kentucky
(25/F/Kentucky)   
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