We'd accustomed to the loneliness of others;
Something that was always b o r r o w e d .
—N O T V A N T E
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C.PULLO {IV}✔️
PoetryIn which I write of what could be pasts, presents, and futures; ©️NOTVANTE
LONE/some
We'd accustomed to the loneliness of others;
Something that was always b o r r o w e d .
—N O T V A N T E
