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 Had, HaveOnce it was this great feeling I hadOr maybe it had meEither way, tragic possessionLike falling in quicksandThe more you flailThe deeper the digressionNow it ’s just something IhaveLike an old key in a drawerI forget what it opensThis scar on my handOnce a deep woundWish it would bleed again1/5/23
Source: Buckeye Surgeon - Category: Surgery Authors: Source Type: blogs
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