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Sep 2012
Today another piece
To the puzzle
Making life fleece
The wall now muzzled

Upon gazing in awe
Silence fell upon all
To look at what they saw
Was merely a ball

Dark solid and dense
Slowly growing with each day
Casting their image behind a fence
Wondering if it will go away

With each passing day
People began to change
Becoming dark bleak and gray
To none it seemed strange
Written by
jonathan valonis
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