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Aug 2015
Tonight while I crawled about another dimension
I stopped too long at a stop sign
and was mind boggled at how easy
itΒ Β can be to follow rules
though were all rushing to get to
the dinner table to eat with those who
drop dead among us
and plummet into caskets that need handlers
too weak to lift a finger to show the direction
that they look upon us
if they look upon us at all
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