Endless JourneyA Poem by Allen SmucklerConcrete minds, abstract lives, master of your fate. The tired man at last arrives, while you just sit and wait... © 2012 Allen SmucklerAuthor's Note
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25 Reviews Added on May 16, 2012 Last Updated on May 16, 2012 AuthorAllen SmucklerSarasota, FLAboutI'm a poet, a singer, a peaceful gunslinger.. looking to share my poetry..and a little bit of me...if I dare I 've been writing since I was 18.... am slightly older now, and still trying to fin.. more..Writing
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