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Wasp paper nest
Rapid infest. Indifferent, low interest. Under eave recessed. Stinging abatement. Calling indictment. Repeatedly ringing. The crowded excitement. Where have we gone? Ties once thought strong, Allay all along. Alright with the wrong. I think so today. Not much have to say. Won't come out and play. Please don't run away. But run off they have. No balm or cool salve Can ease the slow burn. The way that things turn Around in my mind, I'm combing the time. Caressing the feel. This heart’s skin appeal. Wounds that still fester, Diffuse signal tester. A sparking arrestor To fledge empty nester. Old friend, Old friend Around the bend It’s time to tend. Beginning's end. 10/12/23
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