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Jun 6
The price of validation
was another burden tossed
into an already overflowing bucket.

What I thought was finally
an understanding colleague,
was really another culprit.

Visibility in vain.
Validated then victimized.
Verity as vituperation.

A fellow victim?
No,
a famished vampire.

A ruthless predator
wrapped in a pleasant pretense.
Cutting ties to keep peace.
Ram N Oodle
Written by
Ram N Oodle  F/NYC
(F/NYC)   
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     Dorothea Daisy and Xnarf
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