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Oct 2018
Your movement to an upper latitude
Has tilted earth a smidgen.Β Β Gravity,
A badly weakened force, reciprocates,
Just strong enough to hold a world in place
But not to stay your drifting. Mountains green,
So far from Tennessee you're orbiting,
While I in place beside my jar, uncorked
And **** near gone, must ride this wobbled wheel.
Bobby Copeland
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Bobby Copeland  65/M/Kentucky
(65/M/Kentucky)   
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