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Oct 2016
In the flow of the milieu
perceived truths heard
in eloquent mellifluous words
spoken by vivacious folks

Pure fluff spewed
garrulously into the crowd
like ether floating
there but not

Loquacious nothings
become, did you hears?
sipping beer and wine
while gathered

A good time
was had by all
nothing learned
but relaxation
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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   mikecccc
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