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Sep 2016
What shall I write about?
So of what shall be my account?
This or that? Shall I take you on a magical
Journey through time and space?
Shall I take you to Mars and we can
Explore the rocky red place?
Is there some kind of time machine that
We can get in and find out what will
Happen in the future that might take place?
Maybe I will write to you of my real life, how I feel,
This would be an empty poem, so I shall impress
My audience with a pretend show. I'm really not
Going to be rich or famous unless I put on that
Endlessly addictive yet unreal neon glow...

Thanks society! Thanks prudes! Thanks extremists! Thanks money!
This probably won't get any views, and THANK GOD! I wouldn't want anyone brought down by my endless white-wall boredom. Thank you for NOT READING this trash! I'm wondering if I should just make it private...OF COURSE! No one wants the truth, they want a false advertisement, even if it means living a lie, it makes us all happy, yaaayyyy...
Alan S Bailey
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