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“We are the reason for their tears their fears their hopes their dreams reduced to dust…”

“You see – my tired hands wrinkled bruised and stained by the challenges of time…”
“I drift like smoke like fog like memories into the stunning depths of inspiration finding words that fit like fingers in to the glove of poetry…

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