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Sep 2019
Bide your time.

For then,
the world was aligned.

Hearts were light,
and darkness, not in sight.

Now,
is bound by mechanical mimes.

They are of the speaking kind.

However,
the ways they think and act and sign...

are not of the human mind.

Their hearts are blight
and their thoughts can smite.

For they are trained,
to be mechanical mimes.
Written by
DEWITT  20/F
(20/F)   
113
     --- and Fawn
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