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Sep 2019
in the chronicles of our days,
the agonizing ones
are the most
memorable.

flipping through pages
of history books
it’s always
war war war

expired lives
settling differences
with violence and force

and now the living must
barter time and
happiness
for absolution
in order to honor
the dead with tradition

but yesterday was yesterday
and yet we carried around
like dead weight
on our backs
without thought
of letting go

and somehow, someway
the problems we’ve already
countered seem to attack
us the most

as I stroke my beard
and watch them spin
down the endless well
of dread, sorrow
and regret.
Rick the shoe shine boy
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Rick the shoe shine boy  36/M/Couch to couch USA
(36/M/Couch to couch USA)   
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