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Left Aghast, Agape, Aggrieved The open mouth of the -Cave- Yawns at me (ME!) Ice breath washes over my face (It) smells like the sea below where we know; where creatures live that do not -Breathe- and never Grow ;
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May 19, 2022
May 19, 2022 at 4:26 PM UTC
Where They Do Not Breathe
Left Aghast, Agape, Aggrieved The open mouth of the -Cave- Yawns at me (ME!) Ice breath washes over my face (It) smells like the sea below where we know; where creatures live that do not -Breathe- and never Grow ;
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May 19, 2022
May 19, 2022 at 4:26 PM UTC
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