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Nov 2024
The sun is still rising.
It goes up,
even as he goes down.
its not ******* fair
she waits for it to explode.
she waits for it to go out, to burn up to collapse in on itself ,
dying as he does.
but it just rises
Twisted Poet
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Twisted Poet  16/F/New Zealand
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