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May 2016
Guess I'm already there
It wasn't forced upon me
Still you wonder and stare
Don't care if you believe
Asking how it feels in here
My soul response to this is
Simply reach in if you dare
If not go find a *** to ****
You'll find that simple fare
What draws me back to this
My reply is back from where
So fond of this profoundness
Once again goes another stare
Do we keep striking matches
Till the wee hours of the night
Or play with Celestial cherubs
Swayingl gently toward light
john p green
Written by
john p green  florida
(florida)   
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