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The Dream
There are dreams that should never be remembered. This is one of them.
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The Secret of The Silver EEL
Where do EEls come from?
Snow
A butterfly cinquain poem
Hypnosis For All The Senses
The recreation of an old story.
Poems old and new
contains some of my present and past poetry.
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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2218042

society is the parts that make a whole.

We cry out together.
Each of us is an arm reaching for another.
We reach and snatch our arms back.
Too close, death comes too close.
Hands held out offering help, deliver death.
Wash the source of decay from the fingertips.
The face of our society is fear.
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