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Feb 2023
on the dotted line, sign the lease;
it's a deal for your inner peace.
where you sell your soul for a sum
in a hope that they tell no one.
you pray that the paper doesn't sell,
the fact that you have a one way ticket to hell.
it's been a few years...
newpoetica
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newpoetica  21/F/California
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