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May 2020
lies can't dance
his words
couldn’t dance

they stumbled
one over the other

they had no
cadence

they had no
rhythm

the mind
like the body

moves to
a flow

and truth
flows

lies are
nervous

and have
no balance
John Destalo
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John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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