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Feb 2019
Senesence and not
pubescence is where
We’ll end up someday
raddled and addled

Our Secrets tattled
by strangers who know
Nothing, and yet speak
as experts on us

Our crypts will be files
the size of a gig,
Sold  on a thumbdrive
for the highest price


Copyright © 2019 by Zane Safrit. All rights reserved.
Written by
Zane Safrit  Iowa
(Iowa)   
166
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