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we are the stuff of legends

( poets ! )

Masters of genitalia

Waving in  midnight breezes

Signifying ...... Dreams !!

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we love each other so verbally

Slashing scars onto the paper fantasies

Of our pelvic thrusting

Mingling

Joy with sorrow

And creating

The ecstasy of

Our unrivaled pain !

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So we dance

Sing

And play

Soft the real song

For we would truly live free

Even amid the manakins

Of our modest poetic skills

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just as an aside

ARE THE COPS STILL RANDOMLY

MURDERING BLACKS AND POOR PEOPLE

ON THE STREET ?

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Okay

Now

Back to your ducks and *******

For the real news of the day !

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I grow stronger

Soon ! Soon !

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We are

The gentle proud note of the song

Escaping

Into Pure Solitude

Into the Love

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we are

The BAND

playing true instruments

Of light and laughter

Placed softly

On the breath that enlivens your heart