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Jun 2016
Trepid, on the edge, I stand
The sky lies below,
Wonder if I'd land
Were I to fall into the hole

Mad mendacity orders light
For monarchs beat my guts
Stars grace my sight!
Though void ever dark

Sugar n' milk barren way
My bitter volition vies
Not to dawn my doomsday,
But vanquish the lord flies

Sudden slip and sudden fall!
Ambivalence catch my hand
I see his strength begins to stall
And look toward the expanse

Soon to be the sky I fly
What waits I cannot know
I flash a smile n'war cry
Then plunge into the hole
Any comments appreciated
Wilkes Arnold
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Wilkes Arnold  22/M/New England
(22/M/New England)   
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