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In the grey curtains between sleep and waking
Our black or white surrenders to daybreak
Scorn carnival of dreams on canvas of memories
Sincerity drifts to the backyard of history.
Seventy times seven times, the feeble swallow
Wallow, they wallow in a conspiracy over the eons
Words embroidered and galvanized in cast iron
The mind's burden of proof has eluded the callow.
While preachers jabbering for the tithe, Flickers of hope and citizens drown at the hithe. Find me a gibbering denizen with no blithe,...
In the brush at high noon, the bramble weeps, Its sorrow is for man by the Santa Ana riverside, Where the devil, human greed stirs the...
A graying gallant year, gaudily bedight, Traveled by sunshine and moonlight, Wandered long in search of the Light, In the end, its...
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