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Jul 2021
The poet's pen rested on the table,
with it's hat on, off duty, proud,
doing it's best to keep working
because it knew it's immeasurable worth.
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Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ  23/M/NotFoundYet
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