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Aug 2014
These journeys
to my days
ago,  in the dark
death of night
or the blinding
shine of a life
giving cloudless
day.

All are but
cheap attempts
to **** the moment
of this day away.

And postpone the
problems that
always come
along with
the next.
A B Perales
Written by
A B Perales  San Pedro Ca.
(San Pedro Ca.)   
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