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Left To Right


Preying on the truth

politics sets the trap

Isolating fact from fiction

always on attack

 

Their circles non-concentric

each area zero-sum

To tempt your fate with poison bait

—never to become

 

(The New Room: July, 2022)

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Jan Wienen
<p>Thank you</p>

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