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Mar 2019
The rains are back
All fades to black
No telling how long
This will last
The shadows are
My oldest friend
Arch-nemesis
We meet again
For I have been
Too many days
And nights
Without
Malaise's praise
To compliment
My evil ways
And reinvent
My serenades
With morbid music
Silence sings
And turbid lucid dreams It brings
When yet again
The rains return
This power lapse
I can discern
And with it comes
Each second taken
Simply waiting
To awaken
In an anywhere but here
Austerity
To make it clear
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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