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Theunknownblogger2
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November 2023
5 months ago
Submitted Poems 1 total
Hidden in Plain SightNo one hears me calling, my lips are stuck like cold winter frosting, my mind can’t be unraveled, it’s peppered and bruised and can’t be unchanneled. Where is my vice? In liquor or night, or is my vice hidden in this poem I write. | 44 Views added 6 months ago | Rating |
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