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*A little nod to Joseph Seamon Cotter, Jr.* *As I lie in bed, Flat on my back; There passes across my ceiling Last year’s thoughts and flashing lights of passing cars* Three hundred and sixty days of things: clusters: Horrifying stories of battered women and abuse children Sickening parents with mental issues trended across the globe: And a new seasons of Law-in order special Victim’s unit on Netflix Teenagers and adult on a summer cruise: party hard: Sunday church goers grasping the holy bible so tight to their ***** like a stick of dynamite golden heirloom Girls under twenty in their fashion nova curves club outfits Leaving nothing to the imaginations: the old men will live longer: According to National Statistics estimates: without their pacemakers As I lie in bed, Flat on my back; There passes across my ceiling, Last year’s thoughts and flashing days of Mishaps and misery on my job As this coming year draws nearer, I pray That I will find a way Out of this path I have chosen.
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Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC
Ceiling Thoughts
*A little nod to Joseph Seamon Cotter, Jr.* *As I lie in bed, Flat on my back; There passes across my ceiling Last year’s thoughts and flashing lights of passing cars* Three hundred and sixty days of things: clusters: Horrifying stories of battered women and abuse children Sickening parents with mental issues trended across the globe: And a new seasons of Law-in order special Victim’s unit on Netflix Teenagers and adult on a summer cruise: party hard: Sunday church goers grasping the holy bible so tight to their ***** like a stick of dynamite golden heirloom Girls under twenty in their fashion nova curves club outfits Leaving nothing to the imaginations: the old men will live longer: According to National Statistics estimates: without their pacemakers As I lie in bed, Flat on my back; There passes across my ceiling, Last year’s thoughts and flashing days of Mishaps and misery on my job As this coming year draws nearer, I pray That I will find a way Out of this path I have chosen.
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Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC
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