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Dec 2
Who knows,
who will know,
how would they know
if I am laying on the floor
hearing and leaning
what is beneath this surface
shall I dig a hole
and bury myself
Would the other side be more gentle
or it will be twice as harsh
as this world
with the floor I am laying
Shall I keep laying and lying?
Kassey
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Kassey  F/Earth
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