Lowesy : Writing

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A Chapter by Lowesy


By the time I had made it back to Nekauna, the sky was beginning to dim. A lamplighter walked down the street holding a candle on a pole; he lit..
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A Chapter by Lowesy


As the sun rose over the rooftops, the light behind my eyelids was too bright to ignore any further. My body was stiff, my shoulder ached and I ..
Religion

Religion

A Poem by Lowesy


I’m sick of being told how to live By everyone I’ve ever come into contact with Religion is not faith it’s worship Do I have orig..
Put the Bottle Down, My Friend

Put the Bottle Down, My Friend

A Poem by Lowesy


Put the bottle down, my friend Look in the mirror and tell me what you find there A broken man, you see A broken family Staring from behind you T..

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