Poem -

A BUCKET FULL OF NOTHING.

HOPE IS LIKE A BUCKET
YOU FILL IT UP
AND
SOME 
FUCKING
MOUSE
NIBBLES
HOLES
IN THE BOTTOM.

Marion Price(2020)

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Marion

Lol...glad you enjoyed ???

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Marion

Lol...glad you enjoyed ??

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Ha...glad you enjoyed ??

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