Upon Having A Bush Sticker Move In Next Door Poem by Gay Fay

Upon Having A Bush Sticker Move In Next Door



One must move on.
Past violation.
The last redoubt I have:
My home.
Past violation to deviltry.
Thus is revolution born.
Life is never easy.
Disregard all barriers.
Save what you can.

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