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Oct 2018
Open wide
I’ll claim my prize      
A thousand ways, a thousand tries
A perfect trap if I’m not wise
Focused, driven, hypnotized
Searching for you far and wide
A hallucination, I just realized
A pink pig flying in the skies
A conglomerate, an enterprise
It’s too late, I’ve been deprived
Hidden under a grand disguise
Willfully falling to my own demise
Accepting fate, I shall again arise
I’ll greet you there, I’ll compromise
And adjust our lives to coincide
This conclusion of what I’ve done surmised
A deal, a rift, to my surprise
All gone wrong, so I improvised
For good or bad, we’re intertwined
Fictitious enough to blow ones mind.
I suppose this is one big design
No attachments to unseal our bind
Just more steps that I must climb
A time to rest and unwind
Yet somehow I can’t avoid the crime
To heavens gate, where the sun does shine
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
(50/M/Florida)   
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