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Michael John
Poems
Jan 2020
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touch me anyway you will
for long i have been dead
to this stinking world
my brain is bread
my heart screams ****
my soul bled
my feet flat
my blood still
my eyes are oily marble
where worms already crawl
wisdom and knowledge
nil
canΒ΄t spell
all nothing
nothing all
until
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Michael John
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