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Oct 2022
Crystal
Vivid as crisp morning sky
pass to the intangible
I cling like Iā€™m drowning
My grip flails through
days and years
and the memories
Fall
RandleFunk
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RandleFunk  43/M/UK
(43/M/UK)   
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