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Sep 7
ye have robbed of me plenty
numbness has dawned on me
and I am yet to be twenty
with a debt of a fee
i borne a hand so empty

is this a way for you to test me?
to be drunken with sobriety or perhaps depravity
and yet ye continue to rob of me.
plenty.
i resort to poetry in times of need,
its a little saddening.
Brumous
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Brumous  17/King's guillotine
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