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Forever Wet

If no man is an island,
  what can one man be

If no man stands alone,
  to write the words, himself to free

If never beats that distant drum,
  one marching out of step

Who will swim against the tide,
 -their ink forever wet

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)


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