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Jul 2020
We all exist from random atoms
pieces made from star dust
billions of years ago and a
billion years out of reach.
We dig coal from the Earth
and plant our seeds into her
soil and love our women and
plant our seeds into them.
The seasons come and we
dance in barns Saturdays
and pray on knees in church
Sundays 3 blind mice eating
our harvest in silos all that's
left to hold onto after all.
Acme
Written by
Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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       Larry and Melanii
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