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Nature Pollutes or: Caffeinated Mumblings+?!
There goes that smile again,
Catch it and roll around with spinning irrelevance,
My cheeks are light because my frame is suspended
Above a dreary blurry asphalt,
Ignored because I see a barn and oaks;
Lasting forms seen at 55 m. p. h.
And twirling around Milky Way's navel.
So traveling is the nature of nature,
Even though it pollutes.
Maybe I should walk.
T. J. M. 91
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