Thursday, April 17, 2025

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Blatant indignation 
At its core, I do attest 
With that wild imagination 
You conjure falsehoods, 
I digress 

It’s a vapid conversation 
Roll my eyes and walk away
I could use more stimulation 
Your voice grows tiresome, 
I do say 

It’s a lost communication 
Reaching idly for the door 
With extreme exasperation 
Can’t you tell, 
You’re just a bore 


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