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Dec 2013
Shall I reckon all my reckonings?
Or shall I leave them be at best?
Are my reckoning of intellect?
Or are others' more and mine just less?
Could one differentiate what others have begun?
Or are we to remain and pretend tis' fun?
He who swears best always pertains to such a mess.
Art thou entertained by the thought of a child's game?
Joel Martinez
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Joel Martinez  Florida
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