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Helicopters Crash

Micromanaged children
  in a micromanaged world

The I's all dotted, T's all crossed
  lost within the swirl

Each cup seemed overflowing
  empty spaces void and null

All time and place for life's surprise
  -now victim to its toll

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)


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