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I Thought They Made It

28 July 2021 Wednesday Prose Poem: a titular experience

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Apex specimen winning again, masses elated; headlines sublime and yet refined, celebrated, pining paths intertwined with sightlines, correlated with walking a mile in their shoes, yet we choose the venerated,

but when we see them fall due to flaws, feeling frustrated, we see fit to call them out, with claws…




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Barry Dawson Jr. IV

Barry Dawson Jr. IV

Medium Top Procrastinator. Guilty of writing under the influence. No, I’m not upset. My face always looks this way. INTP

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