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Feb 2018
A notched piece of wood,
Part of a picnic table,
Sitting in the local park,
Names of forgotten loves,
Scrawled into the wood,
Graffiti from forlorn souls,
And immature children scrawled,
Insults and garbage,
A world of drawings and memories,
Sitting in the field,
Of a simple and sometimes forgotten park.


©BAS
Vexren4000
Written by
Vexren4000  Milwaukee Wisonsin
(Milwaukee Wisonsin)   
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     ---, Vick Mandrake, ---, rose and Sweet Symphony
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