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Precarious

Precarious, the way we live Feeding feral instinct Quick to grab but are loathe to give Dark is ego’s precinct Unstable, our stooped stance Foolish desire parlance Life thrown out of balance Contrarious Precarious 25-September-2021 Quietus (not for contest)
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September 25, 2021 at 8:20 PM
Quick to grab, but loathe to give --- What a stunning put-down of man... Too bad it's so true, for the most part. ~ Three Thumbs Up
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September 25, 2021 at 8:49 PM
True Gershon! Stark truths are easy to spot yet inconvenient to implement
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