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“Boy, come here.”Tall Jane called the boy.“Be quick with it.”She threw her dirty apronOver her shoulder.Daryn, with a smile,Ra..
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Profound grief. Where do they go?
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I know I’ll miss them when I’llWalk out the door this last time.I know eventually my memoryWill fail to hold them closely.Love, acceptance..
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There is costTo all truth.There is no moreMan in the cave,Initiating the un-Initiated.We have preachersWho have not tra-versed the depths,Or sent the..
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Thought of a lovely girl and her experience working at a theater.
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Us Americans share a same fate,We think we can enslave the OthersAnd become masters of our own destiny,Yet it is our own damned humanity thatGets in t..
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Hoping this finds an interested audience.
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Non existence precedes existenceExistence breeds death and rebirthRound and round we go, karmaPushing our essence into new namesNo choice but to go on..
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I went into the hospital for longer than I wanted to perhaps. I'm glad things unravel and grow outside their origins and constraints.
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This is a story about a man Arac, stuck between childhood and adulthood. He desires independence but is stuck in his own worldly affairs in the villag..
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