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I live in a ballistic state of mind-
For, people that should be, are not even kind.
To awaken from a long night of Unrest;
I go out and about; I am put to the test.
I fight like crazy to keep my cool,
While knowing that no one plays by the rule...
And I must wage war, or become the fool.
It is quite laborious to stand my ground -
Pitfalls or perversion forever hang round.
I keep my guard up in times of peace -
Because I know that it will soon cease.
I don't fret over this ballistic state of mine...
We now live in a ballistic place in time.
Cathy Leming
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