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Blue Devil

The first floor is plush velvety thoughts the mastering of emotions a hand made boat with even keel.. but the crazies arrive starting fires testing mettle breaking stained glass of peace and sanity retreating to the upper floors-like all the others before one step ahead of the flames where the blue devil awaits you've taken the bait billowing flames gleaning the sanity from your reigns a regression of emotions straight jackets and electro shock therapy - the norm where the eyeless elevator man whispers "last stop -fourth floor".

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Date: 9/9/2020 8:25:00 PM
Excellent poem, Anthony...and a “new” last name I see? ;)
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