He who dies with most the toys is, nonetheless, still dead.

POETRY

You may find my poems
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Against The Odds




Glancing the Dodo

Downs Syndrome lives on

Swerving extinction

It's back in vogue



Standing at bus stops

Chequered pants and tank tops

Staring mid distance

Touching the stars