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They Become
They become...
Ubiquitous in society, gullible slaves with no empathy
Until the man with depression seeds something quite extraordinary
At mental-illness-hall-of-dance spectacular.
Public performance was buffoonery...
He screamed love, stated peace and cried eureka.
Hence one smiled, another embraced their lover,
Simultaneous nodding, quiet giggle, a boisterous laugh, a little kiss,
Timing, noting, recording.
They found their place, all of them
Whilst cultivating others until something happens and
They become...
01/06/18
Joined Poetry Soup~ 30/04/18
'My Dog Jake'
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