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Handmade7 may 2020
Whom To Believe
It sets me off
when you bring up
afterlife.
With upturned
snout, the asp, enters
the hole.
Emptiness
fills the gaps. Somewhere
words join. Become a sentence.
7 may 2020
It sets me off
when you bring up
afterlife.
With upturned
snout, the asp, enters
the hole.
Emptiness
fills the gaps. Somewhere
words join. Become a sentence.