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Jan 2021
Crystal Ball

    I found a crystal ball
In an old run down shack
It was beneath layers of dust and rubble
In a room way in the back

The shack was in the woods where I was
Hunting and I know this will sound insane
But I felt as if I was being drawn there
As if it was calling my name

It has great powers, it seems more than a
Mer mortal can comprehend
Do I dare try to connect and do I dare
Begin the process to transcend

For even now as I have it in my hands
Visions of our future it’s starting to reveal
I feel myself beginning to slip into a trance
Between what is  fantasy and what is real

I see a bad Moon rising in a dark,
Dark Apocalyptic Sky
I see millions of people in fear
I hear them all as they cry

I see the Earth from above it and
I see the end of mankind
I see it’s complete destruction
With Nothing left behind

I also see what seems to be a new
Beginning complete with the Neanderthal
And somehow this brings me peace
As I stand here with my Crystal Ball

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/06/2021
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Chuck Kean
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Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
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