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Dec 2023
Look at us
Blurring the days
In these picture frames
Going our own
Separate ways
Onto sicker brains
Leaves me
Internally
Wretching
To contemplate
Predicated
On the seedbed of doubt
That what happens between us
Would wither without
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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