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Jul 2023
was it something
i lived
too quietly
or too loudly
that led
to this
particular streak

time marred
I am rough
to the day
sawn into
shards as if
it was mine
to do with

i've scattered
boards about
planck's
for walking again
randomly though
as thought knew
I would listen
and overthink
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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