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Wednesday, September 4, 2019
THE TASTE
The bitter taste of one lost and alone
Is as if, given poison, in one’s home
It travels like a thief through all flesh
Nestles slyly, and lives there as a guest.
Trish 2019
‘THE TASTE’ Trish 2019
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