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May 2020
No wager for thoughts

no penny needed to buy a know

for within introspection a spirit level hangs

balanced on a positive spindle embossed fair reality

ask me not of answers for answers known are only mine

its scripted, do unto others as you want them do unto you

that within my pocket I live leaving unbelievers to God and karma

so in my sanctum a bright light burns without a flicker of darkness

un-conflicted in my being, no fear or guilt assails me in me

in err I atone immediately and own fallacy to so mend

when anger rears its allowed out to flee harmlessly

like an errant child scolded it soon falls asleep

and when winds of outer voices carp 'n wail

methinks teaching grandma to **** eggs

or me to find my mouth a fools trade

in balance doubts are rare

sublime is but sublime

wager for thoughts

No deal today
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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