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Nov 2022
Fit
My heart,
is quite,
uncomfortable,
in the pit,
of my chest.
But it also,
doesn’t quite,
fit,
in the palm,
of your hand.
Maybe if,
you squeeze,
just a bit,
you could,
shrink it.
Written by
Datore Fargo  28/F/Kansas
(28/F/Kansas)   
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