Shit has a way of getting old.
Growing mold.
Now you’re cold.
Boredom is what you’re being sold.
Be so bold
To behold
You have a mind worth clearing.
Clear that clutter so you
Don’t mutter there’s
no reason to go on.
Conclusions but forgone.
Feeling you don’t belong?
You don’t so keep it coming.
Barry
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