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Mar 2016
you can't
change
your nature

like you can
your wardrobe

what you are
is what you are

poor or rich
we float along
on this globe

amongst the stars
amongst the stars

there is more
than one way
to be rich or poor

and right now
my sanity is
headed out the door

so blow
us a kiss
should

our spirit
be amiss

Put your
hands
in the air

and realise
we go
nowhere

without
a little help

from
who knows
where

just as long
as we can
feel it

just so we
know that
it's there
Irving MacPherson
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