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The Last Love Poem.

the otters return
as humans start exiting
Sednaya Prison

O otters, keep a place for
one who wanted none of this

Everybody Wants to Be My Friend.

"first butterfly
the gift
snow on withered grass"

--@poemexe.com

"Never have so many people had access to so much knowledge, and yet been so resistant to learning anything."