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Aug 2023
Skinny man
Fourth of August 2023


Food there on the corner,
None were they owners.
Skinny man, ribs, bone,
Empty pockets. Mobile phone.

In reels poor led,
Joux maroon.
Memory lost.
His head,
Was love bled.


Battery died weeks ago.
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