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Jun 2018
Everything perfect is ever so lonely
When it is real.  We know this and
Instinctively that
is why we so rarely
Stop to see it, let it be, let it get to
Us.  This Now.  Better to let it go.
Should we wait upon art for love,
A friend from long ago and gone
To share it with? They are not here.
Written by
David Bernard Scully  75/M/South Florida
(75/M/South Florida)   
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     Fawn, Graff1980 and Cné
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