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Apr 2016
You are a muted array of
Desperate poetry for poets
Flailing about a vacuous world
Bouncing off walls to the rhythm
Of lachesism, lies, and falling stars

Like an orphan on Christmas morning

There are children lacking means
To comprehend your contempt
But I remain silent because
That's what I do best
Mike Rollain
Written by
Mike Rollain  McDonough, Georgia
(McDonough, Georgia)   
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