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Jonathan ROBIN

(22 September / London)

Sad Indeed to See

Sad indeed who beauty pluck.
Alienation from warm heart
Dwells isolated, worlds apart,
Inoculating bad blood suck,
Naught feeling. Luck pushed, comes unstuck.
Drawn camouflage cold copy chart,
Emotionless, minds small, though smart,
Echo void devoid of pluck.
Doubting ever, passing buck,

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