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Aug 2017
A figure draped in solitude
Sits alone
Atop the aura filled vacuum
Swollen by all it can consume

Those days
Long gone beyond
When mystic wizards
Could wave a wand
Creating spatial
Revelations
Amid the complex
Incantations

Now though ....

We're way too jaded
By the overinflated
ability
To disavow miracles
As we wait...in
..... impatient frustration
Not for the latest phone
But the file to open
for anything past 3 seconds ...

.....**** it !
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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