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Apr 2018
Ghostly by the decaying remnants of his soul
Reveals nothing to nobody who cares.
Neglect reins and a ghostly voice
That penetrates his core
And dwells there malignantly.

Who would have thought a voice could cut like a knife
So sharp like a scalpel outside the operating room?
Who would have thought an outside force would
Penetrate into the core of a human being?

Like a malignant tumor it eats away at the soul
Until it's revealed that it's the NSA and the CIA.
Robert Cayne
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