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[s]oil

the changes

are drastic

and my writing

feels plastic

off it melts

scalding me

acrid smells

of past reverie

what used to

be a perfect toil

now is reduced

to wasted oil.

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d[r]ead

oh, how i

wish that

the future

could just

take away

the past

from the

present

so that i

wouldn’t be

too tense.

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