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Apr 2016
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we coulda gone somewhere

                                 But we stayed           here !

( WHY (?) )

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little child !

Offers you her tiny hand

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The death rattle

The terrible eyes

The sight of horror

Produces only humor

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We mock ourselves and god

We play with pain

••

The long cold shore

We sit in the sands and await

The drone airplanes

Circle in the poisoned skies

••

" Quick !

Will someone please come **** me ! "

Is the only thought on our mind

;;;::;;;

The end of days


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It's happened already

!!!

We pretend we did not notice


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Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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