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Post by thefleetsin on May 8, 2017 15:40:23 GMT
staring through a portal near you
the outskirts of democracy were always a tad more murky to glare through.
still like any good king of the cruise i've adapted to views less taken.
stirred and shaken in conjunction with all the spin associated from without and from within the cauldrons politicos glory in.
naturally the kingdom of the heart is always open day or not gestured or spoken to those who deem love more than just a token on a shelf of promises broken.
and as always the portal is gloriously open!
sjw 05/08/17 inspired at this very moment in time by mike.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
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