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Psychic will to Make it work. Give it a jerk. Pull it taught, Like time forgot. You know you need it. Bend and bleed it Along the ground. Instinct unbound. Obscured by surface Chatter cursives. All the while, That vantage smile Pulls toward horizon. Scene Supersizing Works within you. Read the menu. Order up. Hold forth the cup. Pray for refill. Bar and grill. Long cool counter. Thought you found her. Empty promise. Find your premise Open ended, Broken, mended. Field of wishes. Broken dishes Still need washing. No hope’s worth squashing. 12/12/20
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