
FURTHER TO LAST NIGHT
I didn’t mean that student’s lives
And loves are naught but farces;
Just that they have the drama
Without having catharsis.
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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