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Jan 2020
change...

green grass,
dead grass.

what lies
on the
other side
of the fence?

i crane
i jump but
i can't see.

nostradamus
liked change
when it was
absolutely
meant to be.

change...

not to be
confused with
that of which
sits in
my pocket.

but change,
change of which
obama spoke of
and failed like
an unflyable rocket.

change....

like how
people change
partners because
they need
something "fresh"
something new.

change...

can be
good but...
change can be
devastating too.
TheConcretePoet
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TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
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