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Jan 2021
Something There
Something to say,
Someone to speak:
Here is May –
Might is a Stick,

Must is to have
To of “you could”:
Try to be brave –
Coward means Mood!..

Distance to jump:
What if right now
Air is dump,
Soil – after Plow

Sea – after Milk
Way of it passed;
Left before Blink
What was amassed!..

Life is a Core,
Death is a Shell –
Water them more,
Waitingly spell,

Prayingly curse,
Blessingly swear:
Crazy? – Of course!
Wisdom is there…
Vladislav Martynovitch
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Vladislav Martynovitch  34/M
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