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Oct 2015
Fragments of blue
in an azure field,
an uncertainty conspired
by white folks,
green lanterns.

Exhale
conflagration,
contemplate,
reminisce.

Humor at the fold,
blues as the answer.
Feel sad,
wait a while-
answer when called.
Sean Fitzpatrick
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Sean Fitzpatrick
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