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Feb 2020
exists in everyone
we all belong to it

we all wear masks

the mysterious
machine operates

without orders

we muck through
our swamps

trying to make
sense

to make
it common

to tell each
other we

understand

but we can never
tell the whole truth

about ourselves
not even to ourselves

because we don’t know it
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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