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May 2015
Some men have greatness ****** upon them.
While some men, are average

They resent their privilege,
and miss their dog,
and hate their dad,
even if they know β€”
he’s just human.

These men don’t want greatness.
they wouldn’t know what to do with greatness
if it kissed them upon their lips.

all they want,
is someone to talk to.

But all they see,
and all they can feel,
is the blank page.

And all they hear,
no matter how hard they strain,
and beg,
and plead,
is silence.
Written by
Steven Fried
   Gary L
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