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Mar 2020
Subjected to restrictions
Expected to carry the line
All I need is a saddle
A bit so I can't complain.
Lights on
Lights off
Time of clocks
Is gone
Early to bed
Stubborn at rise
I rub the sleep
From my eyes
Potato in the ***
Fresh water still runs
When there is no water
There will be no need
For guns
I'll respond
I promise
To yeaee
And
Halt
And other threats
Don't hurt anyone
Else
Head down I take my lap
Freedom
At what cost
Written by
Ike E Davis  55/M
(55/M)   
77
   Fawn
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