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Feb 2014
A tendency to attach
To something
Unable, that is to attract
Yet mending
A reversed revelation
Formed from
Your ***** linens
Tossed away
With good riddance
Then to learn
To appreciate non sense
Until bail-bonds send
To free the despicable  
And put away
The clean dishes
In a sink full of ****
***** water
Don't sip some
Feels confusing
Like an early starting night
Is sun losing
Katrick Pane
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