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Destiny
Cat food smeared on the wall,
dirty clothes litter the hall.
An oil slick under the bed,
a ringing telephone in my head.
If you make it all go away,
it will just come back another day.
dirty clothes litter the hall.
An oil slick under the bed,
a ringing telephone in my head.
If you make it all go away,
it will just come back another day.
Published 23rd Jan 2023
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