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"cnnt" poems
my mind   s     p       i   n s the colors all of the COLORS the cardinal red the 6 drops i cannot stay here                 i cnnt sty hr’ but my mind                 MY MIND                                 IS STUCK IN A RECURSION                           MY MIND                                         IS         STUCK IN         A RECURSION                                 MY MIND                                                 IS                 STUCK IN                 A RECURSION                                 A RECURSION a recursion ‘i know’                                        ‘i have to get out of here’
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Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
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