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The Plague of Being (Free verse) by D. $ Fontera An opiate of the sinking soul.
Draughty blackness through a
circular door.
This demonstrates the mind of
ignorance and of shifting dread.
An event not to be missed.
Mannerisms as protocol are
as avoided as the breaking tide
which will drown sin and honor alike.
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