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I Don't Even Have A Title For This


Into twinkling blues, a kaleidoscope peers  
Spring  
Such promise it used to bring
Another foreboding war to conquer  
Confined  
Battling with four walls as my tiring view
Another hibernation as I wait & wish
Summer
Can possibly trade somber for solace
All my days, will the shitshow still reign  
Winter
Is infinite; my body & soul to never renew
 
 
 
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