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Friday, September 11, 2020

Two poems

It hurts more when 
he excludes me.
He knows that 
I don't get along well
with the "silver in a fish bowl"
but he could have left that to me
how I should deal with
instead of excluding me. 
 
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I feel the pink mouse 
who has grown bigger 
and cannot be called 
a "mouse" anymore 
may have fallen sick.  
but there is no need to worry. 
 

LKO

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