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Nov 2017
I don't believe
I don't believe in sandwiches, or ******* jacks
or call me backs
I don't believe in rusted vines, fireplaces
or ancient wines
I don't believe in a pleasant girdle, the hula hoop
or attempted hurdle
I don't believe in the things that sing, or things that bleed
or anything.
I don't believe in candlesticks
or the light I've lit.
Edna Floretta
Written by
Edna Floretta  Port Clinton, Ohio
(Port Clinton, Ohio)   
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