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May 2016
Everywhere I look,
I see more and more
that sense,
has gone.
It got tired
of being available
and not being used.
Now?
People just talk,
and I hear nothing.
For sense has gone,
and taken me with it.
Written by
Devin Seiger
214
   NV
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