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Jan 2017
Routine as I acquiesce to be,
I pine for a whim.
A leap without notion
Caution aside, red-eye attendance.

Patterns and sequences
Stifle the glow of perspective.
A flicker sways like opinion,
The ebbs and flows are stretched.

You've perfected the science;
Stay timid,
Only speak when your heart's content,
Live in your limits.
Devin
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Devin  Austin, TX
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