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Dec 2015
You spoke of another time
of true love
of true comedy

of carelessness
of bravery

of less fear
  and more care.

Listening to you was a walk along narrow water
with a steady start
but it got denser

Now if spoken
is of prison
of medicine
of sleeplessness
of loneliness
of the cage
of the age

youre suppose to always be there.
McKinley
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