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"Tell dem seh a fine bone yuh have"

I was bald for years

Now look at my thick black mane

His ears, his tail, his eyes lit up

And I loved him like I loved myself

When I didn't love me, I left

Him but his eyes remembered me

I was happy then sad again

I've lit candles and soaked pillows

What's this aching thing?

Who's this nobody to check in?

It's spinning and we're falling off

One by one before the final end

I'm crying, I'm dying and when -


March 10, 2023

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