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ymmiJ Apr 7
rise and fall like tides
but the moons' television
on whims of broadcast
ymmiJ Apr 6
love to hate
when nothing is left
all the rage
ymmiJ Apr 6
empty bread basket
scrambling for the little crumbs
gluttons left behind
ymmiJ Apr 6
to live peacefully
among this worldly tempest
impossible dream
as freedom and liberty
weep into our tattered land
ymmiJ Apr 6
lions feed
to the cheering crowds
hunted still
ymmiJ Apr 5
standing in today
pointing to tomorrow
never looking back
some finding this the answer
others could use reminding
ymmiJ Apr 5
crickets in rhythm
evening lullaby hymn
symphony of nymphs
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