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Sep 25
Off to the zoo,
to watch the otters and to cleanse my soul,
the world has churned me,
flattened and burned me
to be quite honest, it’s left a hole,
a couple of hours with whiskery faces
might put a smile in all the right places
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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