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Oct 2022
I sit outside more often,
Taking notice of everything
That I feel like I hadn't seen before.
The sun on my skin feels so different.
The birds sing a different song.
The grass looks a bit more green
And until now I never watched
A flower bloom.
Hank Love
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Hank Love  27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)   
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