Suspect--
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I’m going out on a lark;
That I’m not fraid of the dark;
Though I be on point;
Not living the life in this joint
Suspect
Music moment of the time;
Rhythms and themes;
Tarnished polished dreams;
Not giving of sorts;
And in all of this, we all miss
Detective, detecting---
Suspect
11/4/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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