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Blankedy Blank Old Crank Crows
as wee see 'it', what's to be heard/seen?
drop'lets
of love that never found their
p l a c e ?
Deltas you never tasted, coulda been so sweet.
Places too cowardly to have gone unto.
Too safe playin it safe for thy wobbly fear'ed self.
now, too many years gone. Too few moments (for chance) remain.
A grand par'ade of Pride & Celebration somewhere everyday,
gives c l u e to what-wee-think-wee-knew,
but for humility being some downgraded
s t a t u s
(as if I th'ought any of us could giveAshit to Care)
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