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Aug 2017
Stray tangents weaving in and out
of conscious comprehension.
Far too many data points
demanding my attention.
Overloaded, overwhelmed
and over everything.
Whatever sense I may have left
hangs by a fraying string.
John H Maloney
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John H Maloney  49/Non-binary/NJ
(49/Non-binary/NJ)   
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