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Oct 2019
If you breath in the madness of swirling winds
it's because you have the long noses for it
in rarefied air endeavors are gainful
but dwellers at low-scale levels
inhale in copious amounts
laden oxygen of neurosis
that poisons brains
pains and angst
inferiority lies
brain dead
sprouting
nonsense
fighting
aimless
wars in
their
*****
sick
minds
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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