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Travesty my random mindless thought
Conquere retrospected bloom of rowings, never ever fought
Soundwaves of loud silence crossed somebody’s signal stream
Sprightly words of idle talk used to plaint for me to trim
Pondered ways of swindle trick
Irritated hesitated scurple made it weak/
Futuristic turned to ancient
My observant truth was trenchant
Sacramental sacrilege:
I’ m still posing on the stage,
Grimacing the smile on a rueful countenance frankness
Sqeezing sacrificed unconscious senseless
02/02/2007
Travesty my random thought
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