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Dec 2020
If you can see the beauty, live; {long i}
be there, in that
time in space tucked in
after ever before and know,
I am not God,
but I'm good… annext to never more
as ever after all.
Yes, word play is okeh, life shrugs the struggling future into ifery whenity,
and i notice the lilac has lost all it's green, i saw that coming.
Ken Pepiton
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Ken Pepiton  77/M/Pine Valley CA
(77/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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