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Jul 2019
Daring to say words,
Laughing thoughts cause tension,
Like jester's,
knighted into dreary stanzas and contortions

Where are all the mild men?
The one's who count for days
Who swindle the swindler,
The very breath of a man,

Is but...

Don't you?

See the target out there Charles?
Hit that and life will build you a shelter
Charles God has no shelter
No target to hit
Pretty little things
Written by
Kody dibble
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