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Behind the Veil

Hiding in the middle class, I made my way through life Looking like I had it made, no struggle and no strife Others couldn’t see it, as it metastasized inside A terminal metamorphosis —hidden from your eyes (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)

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