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Dec 2017
A stringed amalgamation,
Of painted wooden pieces,
Dancing to the puppeteers whims,
Most men forget that,
Even humans have,
A puppeteer,
Manipulating strings.

Written by
Vexren4000  Milwaukee Wisonsin
(Milwaukee Wisonsin)   
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