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Aug 2017
Lets play the game of
others affections of
confirmed words...

Of what is excepted
by the heard,
feed the same old verse.

But when there is a black sheep,
one who doesn't conform
to your expectation of word...

who pens, cleverly, who inks.
outside the comfort blanket
of others wanting...

like it more than the repeated
verses of same old same old,
as its better to read new not a repeat.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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     Poetic T and Ryan Holden
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