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6d
Only musing
Long excludes
The madness that this world
Eschews
And leads me once again
To beckon
All the currents
I am swept in
Cast away
Forever kept in
Empty bottles
Dying breath in
Its bereft of hope’s
Last gasp
The sum of all of its fears
Amassed
Should come to pass
Its message dated
Only unto shores
Invaded
By the situation’s
Room
To grow
Its crypto
Oil boom
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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   Thomas W Case
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