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Better to be bitter
and pick on September
than resent those evil days
of estival now passing

as light dims witness to
calculated callousness
unmasking both predator
and prey-

a Janus Coin of June, July
spinning in market force flippancy?
Or a viral load of self-regard and
bow and scrape sycophancy.



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