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Guess Mar 2021
Nails on finger keep growth to one
two three four five
six seven eight nine
ten
It is poem to tree

Toes on finger  say
call me a breeze
as a tree on a wind
that is poem tree
three

halliday is great
Drab Oct 31
Now that the “guardian” has been “tamed”?
I’ve decided to find some of my poems,
That I blamed.
For making me,  feel unwell.
And making the readers moment, a living HELL.
But in all honesty, I don’t really care.
It is just that it is Holloween…
And I am scared….

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