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The Master's Circle

A Poem by Redfoot

It 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..

Past Promises Made To Myself

A Poem by Redfoot

A 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..

Confessions Of A Breakfast Cereal Atheist

A Story by Redfoot

Many 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..

Broken Trust

A Poem by Redfoot

The 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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