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The galaxy has shipped over. Marie-Julie has her last 2 wishes to make. 
The 1st one on the list - that no one signs up for empathy.

The 2nd one - the burning of the list.
Raphael will commit the lust for life in his 50s. His uncle Sam has reminded him at the age of 5 that infinity knocks on your door when your bones start to whisper. 

A cold shower in the evening will swallow the  filthy conformism that sticks in your 21st century epiderm.

We are grounded for the sidewalk, so let us just pass by.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

wow! there is an inferno in the belly of this one .. those two wishes are astounding to me ... a sharpening of the blade ..the river crossed ... your poem is riddled with side passages and mental emotional exercising ...i feel a bit of relief that i can not ken the true meanings here ..but so much suggestion ..delights the ego ;}
E.

[Jeannette Lunete]

Thanks E. :)