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#38
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Espy
Wanderer
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-perches precariously on a fallen log-
<...I can’t get snow into my joints and vents.>
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 12-24-2019, 03:54 AM
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