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Oct 2020
Been negligent lately
Of nature’s
Sign’s vital
As I allow devils
To dance in my idle
Mind’s eye’s
Broken hearted
Aberrant nightmare
Can’t repair
What the rest of the world
Doesn’t care to despair
So I work on myself
But it’s such an odd job
And exorbitant wealth
Would just make me a fraud
If I nonetheless
Don’t address
Global crises
Just repress,
And regress
Back to go overseas
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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