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Oct 2022
Stand where you'd always stand
its a stampede: for us to be in one
direction of a standing
There's wisdom under my feet,
still the won't understand the miles
I've walked

As is your standard
we all have to stand for something.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
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