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Jan 2022
This fashion
of telling
instead of
waving my hands
and yelling

and it comes
to me
that this is so
all about you
the limit of what
you can rue

and what was lost
that is all and nothing
at all and once you know
falling in arms out
will you land this
time laughing
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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