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Adulterated
Such grief my friend marsupial
Child from wonder born
Fractured in a moments time
No fragment left adorns
Moments burned so carelessly
Confusion wrought a bramble wood
Muddled through another day
When you could, you understood
Madness to persistent lies
Around a corner unabated
Slice of joy to top the day
All of life adulterated
Left with only games a remnant
No pouch of peace remains
All for change no betterment
Flipping dice of discontent
Copyright ©
Fred Jagenberg
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