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"The Visionary" He is never where they look Unless by accident they pierce him The communal streets are crowded with the dominant pattern Happy happy as real as it can possibly be He is not there with them set in time and lock step Curiouser than stubble on a young girls cheek Like **** of a boar hog Not able to leap anything Just a drop in the bucket The bucket in the ocean And its ocean all the way down
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
The Visionary
"The Visionary" He is never where they look Unless by accident they pierce him The communal streets are crowded with the dominant pattern Happy happy as real as it can possibly be He is not there with them set in time and lock step Curiouser than stubble on a young girls cheek Like **** of a boar hog Not able to leap anything Just a drop in the bucket The bucket in the ocean And its ocean all the way down
mark-wanless
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 3:19 AM UTC
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