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2012

A sip of eight ball wisdom drank down deep into the soul

Useful like a horoscope

Notice how I lit up when its answer was yes

How I shuddered when it was no

I can learn me

Observe me

Understand just where I am at

I can feel me in the mild blue liquid

See my own desires in its triadic white face

S sip of eight ball wisdom

Drank down deep into the soul

Author's Notes/Comments: 

yup finally typing up the last of 2012....

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