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TV Channels

You do not know me. How will you ever see the clear light? In his messages? When you dive from the High dive and Into a Kiddie's swimming pool? Passages and Channels on "Slot TV " Channels.... Another "View" A wild "stunt" of a sight. Assumptions made By assignments of "what" and "how" A person is sorted "Like" mail We are like "socialists" A "round" peg defined as a "square" People turn their backs Due to a hastily judged "out picture" Damage done Into the soul Squeezed awkward and assorted non-matching "parts" Tossed and Forgotten in Society's "Lost and Found" Swimming Bowl.
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kevin-michael-kappler
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Apr 27, 2019
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#tv#channelsviewslifes#channel#viewskappler#poetry
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