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As If A Spoken Poet
As I grow older with my muse
pied poet of twilight gloaming
of long-stem Baccara Black Roses
feeling at a loss for words
that have been put through a shredder
as if stolen by Alternative Intelligence
hammering nails as if a spoken poet...
what a fool am I to consider,
what comes next
pied poet of twilight gloaming
of long-stem Baccara Black Roses
feeling at a loss for words
that have been put through a shredder
as if stolen by Alternative Intelligence
hammering nails as if a spoken poet...
what a fool am I to consider,
what comes next
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