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Post by thefleetsin on Feb 20, 2017 23:00:20 GMT
the national endowment for the hearts
just when the heart can't seem to grow any fonder and my thoughts couldn't get any blonder i get him from behind by something symbolically over yonder.
though i still sometimes feel like the blind men have overrun the foundries and the innocents are being herded into caged off boundaries. where there is no hope in dignity and if everyone can't be free then no one is. and there it is:
a heart on fire. and no manner of funeral pyre shall ever retire the inspiration to be found there.
sjw 02/20/17 inspired at this very moment in time by brian.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
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