Beneath the waves of knowledge you profess
Is little of importance I guess
Empty meaningless veins of thought
Garbled together
Mostly for naught
Though glimmers of candor
At times peer through
It is your lies and your dander
That define you
Sunday, July 31, 2022
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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