Cc Cat Copy Slam
Born unto a century after the fact
What can i say ?
That has not been said already
Everything i say
Feels like i am just copying the cat
Word's of love and passion have
been overdone
So to is pain and loss
The changing season's are 2 a bit
And both history and dystopian future
are 10 to the dozen
All that's left is microwaved leftovers
And combing through the archives
For something or anything
Left or better unsaid
That nobody as has yet discovered
But is worthy of repeating
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