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Jan 2015
This morning when I did arise
not knowing peace in all
my many long years
another day under
the same dark gloomy skies
Not knowing relief since
I have since forth cried
and have cried a few million tears...

That what life is...
is tis a *****,
and being veritably the *****
it verilly be
is the ***** of it all
it's plain to see
nc
David A Mastry
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David A Mastry  Orangevale, California
(Orangevale, California)   
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