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Nov 2014
I’ve dubbed my wastebasket the wishing well
Well I wish for nothing more than a dime of
creativity to hit me,  ripple across my wrinkles
Knocking some sense in,
sink beneath my pores
So swallow my codswallop wishing well
because this is another petty penny for you.

© Matthew Harlovic
This is something that I salvaged from a while ago. I’m glad, I didn’t throw it out.
Matthew Harlovic
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Matthew Harlovic  27/M/Oak Park
(27/M/Oak Park)   
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