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the cries of halfwits

The tears get pulled like rubber bands, warm in the sunshine and ready for a plucky mind and a darting hand. Why is life so filled with the strings of Love, the pangs of Love, the marble statues erected in … Continue reading

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Soaring

With our feet firmly planted and our pupils pinned to the sky we dream. Bones still growing, teeth departing with a yank and pants that fit us just yesterday, we shout out to a world that would prefer we remain … Continue reading

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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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