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Wild Horses ..         And Engret, writing in the sand, wiping a tear from the corner of a bloodshot eye With the sound of waves crashing, like his heart pounding, relentless and broken The Arabian stallion, muzzled, silenced, … Continue reading

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SPYTONE 1003 I live in the somewhere else in the in-between I walk like a ghost dream like a host to an alien form my allegiance torn my purpose born but not discovered  ¤  ¤  ¤  ¤  ¤  ¤ I … Continue reading

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Freedom’s Son The dumber dark sod of a creamier winter than I remember ~ Of the naked trail of me and my girl looking down on the moving town We were restless and nieve or dancing stock full of Blake’s … Continue reading

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