Redfoot
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The Master's CircleA Poem by RedfootIt is said we can't choose who crosses our pathWho singles us out to suffer their wrathAs I study the wreckage of your aftermathIt becomes clear I'd m.. |
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Past Promises Made To MyselfA Poem by RedfootA phone rings, reality would like a wordNews that was cruel, obscene and absurdRegret was a wave that blocked out all elseAs I thought of past promise.. |
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Confessions Of A Breakfast Cereal AtheistA Story by RedfootMany years ago, there came a time when I decided to ask the most wonderful girl I had ever met if she would marry me. We had been “living in s.. |
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Broken TrustA Poem by RedfootThe reflection has changed but I still see myself The weathering of life evident A shell bearing witness against my will Slowly the betrayal .. |
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