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May 2017
And who are you
To be reading these words,
Not knowing their meaning
Or consequence?

Delving into these hopes and those fears...
With your mind's eye,
And your mind's ears,
So voyeuristic, your mind still adheres,
To "those precepts", ...making you tense.
...Why do you sit on the fence?

~

I know who you are,
And what you come for,
Why do you just sit there?
Panic attacks?

It's okay - come in and sit a spell,
And we'll talk of heaven ,
And laugh at hell,
(Or we may tell you lies,
Since they are ours to tell)

So take a load off and relax
:)
Brother Jimmy
Written by
Brother Jimmy  M/Rochester, New York
(M/Rochester, New York)   
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