I quit….for the views were too skewed to
wonder….
I quit….for the holy cross bled with thunder
….
The “circum” of the “stances” pushed me to a
bottleneck…
Causing great damage and utter wreck….
Thy shalt not mourn old friend of mine…
For the situation here is a bit sublime…..
Farewell!! Fellowmen…my last goodbyes….
Signing off, with a heavy heart and deep
sighs.
* PS: this poem is dedicated to Headstrong and my colleagues there.
* PS: this poem is dedicated to Headstrong and my colleagues there.

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