Maelstrom
Can I live
in a perfect world?
Not to be whirled
around,
curled around
this madness
around,
and the sound
that is abound
in this world
around me.
I need escape
not rape
to see
what could be
my perfect world.
poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
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