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Mar 2023
I gazed too long at the sun,
blinded, at least now I am
spared the sight of all of
Lifes insufferable travails.
Better to dream or remember
the beauty that was, then look
upon the ugly that is.
Written by
Stephen E Yocum  M/North Western Oregon
(M/North Western Oregon)   
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