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Sep 2017
The time's the time
And Facebook was there
when no one else was.
And Facebook's an online
social media platform,for every person in the far off future,
where Facebook is screaming
to be lite by the sun directly.  
And the still, small voice was always there.  
McDonalds means a good
solid attempt.  Sturdy bridges.    
I saw a Richter at the museum
and I wanted to spread it.  
Thanks to alcohol,
I've never seen problems.
Thanks to curiosity,
I'll always judge the past.
The good, solid attempt
to continue without signature
isn't anything when you're alone.
An immigrant,
wanted by the immigrant's faith,
stares wide eyed at eyes tired of light,
wondering what the **** it takes
to make a patriot want for anything more.  

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Written by
Joseph Riley
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