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Drab
Poems
Sep 10
Hanna and Barb’s depression
Oh dear.
Please forgive me.
I read the most soaring poem.
Yet my outstretched hands.
Can’t quite grasp the prize.
Of making sense.
Of my mind’s eyes.
I’m not really cruel,
I’m not really nice.
But my inner self.
Is as cold as ice.
No(te): ice – Neat please…..
#dud
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Agender/The final frontier
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