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At every concert, festival live music bar there is the music fan looking a little worn from life in his own world.

fibonacci poem-eyes are the windows to the true person age, race, gender, economic class are but outer trappings

I look through a window A portal in time Before me a woman A young girl and I. A cadence of waves Projected dual flowing tides A paradoxical c..

Haunted by loss

Alas the time has come dear child to go where angels may not tread an odyssey of mirrors awaits you up ahead. Yes its true the scriptures told ..

the price of innocence

Betrayal of trust, love and faith