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Sep 2023
He had said his name once,
When I was drowning in my ADHD’s ocean,
There was no time to remember or to ask again;
He was the best passerby in my abandoned bookshop.
The Poetic Nicole
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The Poetic Nicole  30/F/Nowhere
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