The hoarder
I sincerely feel out of order
My feet actively sweep
In contact with a border
My soul vitally leap
The assuring disorder
The roots running deep
A burden for the hoarder
Mine was put asleep
A burden to harbor
Sunday 16th April 2023 8:40 pm
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