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Oct 2015
Can't reach out, can't reach out at all
I've way too enclosed myself
Those who gather love seeing me fall
What's done has been done understood
Not going to explain for a second
Yet here I am doing just that
Yeah!
And ain't that quite a hoot?
Juggle those circle of *****
To find out who lands or still in air
And as far as my upcoming act
Place both hands upon sharp blade
Prepare to swallow, just breath
No need for a heart attack!
For those will aid if they are true


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john p green
Written by
john p green  florida
(florida)   
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