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Mar 2017
Dismembered obligations,
              I bury them in satin sheets
of denial.

Promises were left on the side of a road,
                    tied to a lamppost
Emaciated regrets feed on noting  now.

Found guilty now of my many burdens,
                     handcuffed to my debits
having to reflect on obligations I squandered away.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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