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Two inconnu sheathed within sight of one moon Betwixt embers'and uppers consumed by whom Two nocturnal allies have each exhumed By Caffeine and Adderall's swindling tomb And Nicotine's cluches; an imbibing room He can't spell     I can't speak     Parallels       None bespeak     He's got canines and relatives To replete empty spots Whilst a book full of lies Keeps my soul ersatz.
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 5:52 AM UTC
I've just heard my grandson has coloured his ******* red
Two inconnu sheathed within sight of one moon Betwixt embers'and uppers consumed by whom Two nocturnal allies have each exhumed By Caffeine and Adderall's swindling tomb And Nicotine's cluches; an imbibing room He can't spell     I can't speak     Parallels       None bespeak     He's got canines and relatives To replete empty spots Whilst a book full of lies Keeps my soul ersatz.
So, too soon or too late I will resume And instigate This nighttime bloom For Phil Roberts http://hellopoetry.com/phil-roberts/ (All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016)
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