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Aug 2020
Not a ******* thing matters.
We're molecules and atoms and
puppets of some god or other.
I feel the strings on my body
pulling me this way and that.
I'm a chemical monster and
biological Frankenstein who
wants love but loses it through
fingers like mercury as you
burn us in funeral pyres.
William J Donovan
Written by
William J Donovan  75/M/Charlotte, NC
(75/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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