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Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham

Birds in the trees watch em fall out,
Without a shadow of a doubt,
I see the end is nearing like my input on everything stating
That the only thing we should be doing is getting out,
Like ****'s and ufo's flooding the town with every aspect of the
Universe, I'm glad you found out,
Make your parents proud, sit back and donate money to scouts,
Do more good deeds,
Cause when he touches the earth we float out,

I was in the luxury of giving everything up,
And it's too late to save my family,

I would reach out to my friends , they don't even say much,
And even though our friendships are history,
I'm still in the mind of me.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/through-trees-mix-pt1.html
Arcassin B
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Arcassin B  23/M/Palm Coast , FL
(23/M/Palm Coast , FL)   
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