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Song Strings
The strings of guitar take me back into its hollow recesses of time, Revisit the lush green grass of the past as I slide into the dark wooden chamber, Black… Read more
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Why Don’t You Like Me
I frequent your streets, And mingle with your kind. I set the foundation for your stone, I build where you hand me hew and hammer, Why don’t you like me?… Read more
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It’s the People that Suffer
Russia – Ukraine War Above Hand grasps a lever; from the comfort of the airplane the agent of death is released; Opens a panel on the plane. Nightfall blankets the… Read more
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Dance in the Rain
Steps of dancing to cease their slaps on the cement in a storm Does the storm engulf the sun, or does it merely cover it’s light? But tell me, tell… Read more
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The Road of Childhood
Come join me on the road of childhood Running in freedom’s wind across a lush green field Laughter’s life shadows the moving lips that curl into a smile Laced into… Read more
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A Careless Dream
Sometimes my mind cares to create a crystal image, alight with a sparkle, where one resides in a light filled world, a field of the greenest grass underneath my feet,… Read more
