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Saturday, May 6, 2023
Somewhere in the swirling
Somewhere in the swirling
Between pigeons and saints
Sunlight briefly breaks through
And outshines the complaints
Victims or praise seekers
Either gauze or applause
The survivalist says
Sense of self the one cause
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