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 Jan 2017 lirau
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Loom
 Jan 2017 lirau
mikecccc
Fate doth loom
above me like
a loon holding
Damocles's sword
or so it seems
in this lighting
shadows like
to **** with people's heads.
 Jan 2017 lirau
mikecccc
rot
 Jan 2017 lirau
mikecccc
rot
waste away
tis the way of nature
to decay day by day
to make way
for something new
decaying isn't fun
nature doesn't much care
but we do
we often try to fight it
or try to ignore it
do birds care
they would if they could
probably.
 Jan 2017 lirau
mikecccc
Pastor
 Jan 2017 lirau
mikecccc
I knew a holy man
in a sense
I knew him
as a child knows their pastor
I wasn't told the gossip
and we didn't share stories
I knew what I was told
that he spoke the word of god
god was rather dull so far as I could tell
maybe the pastor just had no passion.
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