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Aug 23
Buried in his apathy
There’s a better place to be
Surely
But that would mean
I’d have nothing to do with he
There ain’t no better for me
Even if it means
All I see
Is his apathy
Apparently
That is all he’ll give to me
So I must accept
His gift preciously
His apathy
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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