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Test.

Like a new born baby,

Awarded a fresh new slate,

The box of all my fears,

All laid down to rest,

The store of hidden tears,

All wiped down with my vest,

Like it never happened,

It was just a test.

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Well hello there earthlings. I come bearing good news & bad news.

The bad news: We did not win the September contest.

The good news: I still have more monthly contests to try.

Anywaaay...

💓 Thanks so much for reading and voting for this stuff I call poetry. Much appreciated 😘

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