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Sep 2015
The Elephant* went out for a trot
but instead retreated to its home.

The signs existed everywhere
but the paint tainted dark black.

The Elephant was told to be itself
however gullibility was on the prowl.

The mind powered through a no--
forbidden nature prevailed.

the elephant fell silence to its hope
although
the fire roared anyway.





**Weakness bites at our knees.
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G  Chicago, Illinois
(Chicago, Illinois)   
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