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May 2016
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.. I live ..


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I see the vast immaculate humanity

In all it's colors

In all it's wondrous forms

In the beauty of our quest for truth

And for righteousness

And a just world

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Then I come to hello poetry

!!!!!!!

all that is  talked of is the

***** and *******

Of our infantile fixations

As if that is all we see in others

( who you be ****** ?
Who you be ****** ? )

TELL ME ABOUT YER ****** !
TELL ME ABOUT YER ******* ******!

that's all we are !

That's what we do !

We **** and talk about our ****** !

HUMAN BEINGS !!!
( THE ******* !!! ))

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And then the utter absolute ARROGANCE

The GALL!


We call this **** POETRY !!!!

and debase and destroy all art

And the healing


And the quest for understanding     !!!




AND YE MAKE YERSELF SEEM SO UGLY

YE NEVER GET ****** ANYWAY

( JUST --****** OVER --

which is actually different from ******* )


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Oh well

BLEED YER INK

BOYS AND GIRLS !

SHOW YER FAKE SCARS !


Congrats on yer victory

Over god

And over every sense of

Human dignity


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