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Jan 2021
Just ask you provide me
The means
To subsist
A sufficient
And dignified
Living
Exist
Not persist in the bill-paying,
Tax-collect
Fraud
Just a scam away,
One bad day
Further from God
Journey on
To convince
It is somewhere out there
Haven’t seen it though
Since
I was all too aware
Of the manic depression
Inherent in bio’s fears
Warping dimension
Mind-bending this lucid sphere
Shaper’s intention
Must be in this state  
Only madness makes sense
I just do it
And write it
With more eloquence
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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