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Aug 2019
Actual, ought and moments
Tarry under the likes of us?
****** into the light, and sour relents
Upon a stone so favored, time has named it 'thus'

Patience to seem a cordial deem...
Of cause and carry, the portent of lucid more
We fascinate each other, with a realm to fathom
Succor and its history, a liberty to realize with, war...?

Pride has its must...
Pathetic knows the scope of unions and vexation...
Power's seem the better of loose cloth...
Preeminence suggests the common, to be a many's intuition...

Stink in here?, please watch out...
Never burden a conscience without simplicity's presence...
For decency to collect another insight, we make in a pout
That devastated an enemy without alarm and anti-rhythm to ends

Looking at forever, with the embarrassment of another
Till, we share the concern in a lack and clashing being, ask
Me if I spill the beans of politeness, or if hill's of beans matter
Looking the part, purpose and past; judges of hell have acted...
Pied pipers with rational pipes, seek a new appetite for tomorrow to be ours
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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