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Sep 2020
CIA
We are all the CIA,
members from birth
‘til we leave this earth.

Some join openly.
Some never know
they belong.

But the
Creative Intelligence Agency
is part of everyone.

Some write.
Some paint.
Some sing.
Some hug their children
and wipe away tears.

But we all
make an imprint
on the creative soul
of man.
Written by
Tom Turner  75/M/North Carolina
(75/M/North Carolina)   
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     Khoisan, Cayley Raven, ju and Saba
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