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Distance is a giftwrapped in boughs of silenceFootprints leading me back to you disappear amid sands and smogMemories melt into mistsas we meander bac..
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On November 9th, 1978, I emerged at the Arnont Ogden Medical Center in Elmira NY, I emerged from my mother's womb and crawled out into a world I would..
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The clouds paint both day and sky with streaks of silvera somber palettespell casted from brushes of bones dipped in blackwoodand dripping with the be..
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I prefer to let the poems / stories that I share speak for themselves.
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