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Mar 2023
It's hard to chase the shapes of sleep
those grey elusive foggy sheep
who graze upon the fields of night
they wrap themselves in dreams to hide
while tired eyes stay open wide
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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       vienna bombardieri, Nylee and Wick
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