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Jan 2023
In this vast echo chamber
I cry out the words I want to hear
Then I no longer hear the truths
That causes me to fear
The facts become a stranger thing
As truth has flown on fragile wings
And all sound reason with it
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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