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Aug 2023
mouthful of ****
he woke drowsy
with a tuft of those
familiar
crinkly
hairs
in his mouth

his mind raced in this half sleep state

seconds later
fully conscious
he raced to the bathroom and
trimmed
his
beard
Written by
Exosphere
80
     guy scutellaro and Krista Delle Femine
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