Submitted Poem by John Shea

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low we sink into thought
yet we let it be caught

In a cage full of rage
In the mind op a sage

let me lick my wounds
As I wander and I swoon

Love is a sponge
Plugging up the toilet of my life.

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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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