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The Elbows of Sentries

  Nothing is soothing about barbed wire. Brand new   it may glisten like the cold heart of steel does but it will never   be your fuzzy peach, your sycamore tree. Rusted, it stains   your fingers – orange … Continue reading

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Eyes Closed and Beautiful

Harp strings and fog horns, bass grooves, flute flight sun dropping light, tree leaves casting shadow, life so full you want to cry. Nothing more than love, than whispers, than trees turning colors as a last bow to life-giving Light … Continue reading

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