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Tuesday, May 2, 2017

May two

So long ago
I was DOA on arrival
All the nice things
People had to say
Some even sincere
Rental tux on
Strange in a strange land
Don't forget to breathe
Even though it no longer matters
The years falls away
Like meteors from the sky
Landing where bugs crawl
I was DOA
The peopls looked
But didn't not see
Oh that  glassy eyed stare
Going through the motions
Their actions in slow motion
Call it in, he has coded
The charade if every since May 2nd
As the jet planes play 
X's and O's in the big blue
Vapor and forget
Planes cross the sky
Costing more then me
leaving behind vapor
Playing X's and O's against the blue
A trail they soon forget

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