Although hypothetically I am right,
I am also conceivably wrong.
It is just that it says jackpot all over it.
It is seen through a myopic lense.
Someone’s blowing smoke in the air.
Anytime there is a rainbow that ends in sorrow.
And I’m nowhere near.
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Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot. View all posts by Luke Meyer
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