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The Deserted Chiropractors

The deserted chiropractors left, hunting in the dark,
Probing for something to fix, finding things
Undefinable, working their magic
Unknowing if it was working.
Finally always moving on
In search of the next
Virtuous pursuit.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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