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` Not half as old as he feels, The boy peers into the horizon. The dusk swelters heavy and thick. Twilight embers drizzle: Effervescent bubb..

` trees by their yield are known but i --- my sap is sealed my root is dry listening (to death) with stranded attention death t..

` It's never easy to step out into the sunlight away from the safety of your walls - indoors. Sometimes you forget just how hard it can get, ..

' there need not be iron bars to keep a heart imprisoned there is no white flag of surrender nor o-d, nor cutting would resolve nor does th..

` It's never easy to step out into the sunlight away from the safety of your walls - indoors. Sometimes you forget just how hard it can get, Un..

` take him home to Ellerston there to rest, proud heart and soul sultry rhythm, bushland hearth beloved sunburnt country just another day i..

` pensive now morbid later striving contrivance reader wary mind uncanny wit and guile blood and bile things in pieces fra..

` Striving toward originality results in piece meal offferings - bright but witless understanding? statements pondering universalities feeding..

' Sit down with me awhile, my Love Let's leave the world behind; This hour belongs to us alone: Our moment etched in time. Lean upon my sho..

` what are we to do about shadows in the mirror? pray tell before they rise - filling-in memories of film noir and poetry dark or broodin..