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Nov 12
Dear gawd my gawd
because my bestowed station
ventures to or from site of oles
I'm deemed beneath breath

Dear gawd my gawd
Aside alls lured dawn
My motionless dream of need
explaining why my constant
scream can't breathe
Written by
cmp  52/M/wisconsin
(52/M/wisconsin)   
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