Then Of Course You Become the Barbarian

 Waiting for the barbarians
can be tedious.
Sometimes so tedious
that you become impatient.

Then of course you become the barbarian.

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  1. Kate LarkindaleSeptember 21, 2020 at 11:05 AM

    Impatience can make us all barbarians. Something to think on as this pandemic drags on...

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