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Nov 3
I give into the fall,
drowning waterfall,
sink without splashes,
the sick of my lashes,
burial of my ashes,
tried to answer bird's call,
became bouncing ball,
couldn't slam-dunk the net,
and now my end's been set.
RyanGeoffreyHayward
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RyanGeoffreyHayward  46/M/Australia
(46/M/Australia)   
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