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Feb 2017
the natural rhythm and flow of life
runs contrary to suffering, strife
those who cheered my spirit's bars
appear to me as cruellest tsars
in my mind i've come to realise
that i've been living deep in lies
the glorious truth to me is told
in cosmic joke, it is ******* gold
Megan Sherman
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Megan Sherman
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