You Can HearA Poem by Mario VitaleA good look at one;s soulYou Can Hear tonight you can heed to the bat of ill repute sincerely takes a good campaign you reek a jellow smile, prefer a baked potato of the Mexico.... you can hear the owl with the mask in vibrant act sorrow in the days that have gone before us; waiting..freedom in the tear jack page awake to act your age you can hear me as far as the surface toil of through angel hair pardon the honest claim to sit outside by tyhe pizza man shout between the garage will sneak pardon me..pardon me..no cause to the make believe shades of grey to help brighten up your day in peril the good box toil..letting go..sharpen the road Brady..new England Patriots... safe an torn a new Darkened super mighty chance to own the army below as in a make believe borrowed through the trees... help spoken the abyss below the act to relieve.. bask with a wine from the music treasured by the onion and mess pillows fly open trust
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