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May 27
when young i talked
to anyone who might
come along as mad
as i or straight
i did not ask why
and tried not to be
afeared for some howled
and laughed
and talked of hell
as if it was normal-
(i thought this way i
might learn something..)
and some talked of normal
like heaven and they left
me wondering-some did not
like me and some loved me but
i always listened and mostly said
nothing-so after a while they would
go..

ii

the voice will tell
and the heart will wonder
the given glory of now

now, i like animals more
for in the words of hunter
they donΒ΄t hire lawyers..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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