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Feb 2013
Sight’s no carpenter’s hammer
No quick dry concrete
It’s flimsy and topples in the breeze
Just because you feel it
Doesn’t mean it’s real
Chad A Dolezal
Written by
Chad A Dolezal  Omaha, NE
(Omaha, NE)   
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