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Running…

running
away
from
what
I
never
knew
the boogie man
under
the stairs
or
perhaps
just
another
under
cooked
pizza
no
anchovies
please
or
no
I passed
a
mirror
and…

ran…

away…

again

mwl’18

Categories: Poetry Writing

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