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Oct 2023
the first day is always the hardest
the sun shines
but i'm blind to it
a coronation but no ones invited
heads down
but not proud if it
the morning papers only filled with sadness
we rifle through it like nothings the matter
internal thinking causing external issues
solve them
or they will harm them
Written by
m  39/M/YUL
     Weeping willow and Ciel Noir
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