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B J Truax Aug 2021
Who can see the suffering as you stand in the rain and the teardrops become invisible?
B J Truax Aug 2021
We spoke of the past
We spoke of the future
Yet we go unspoken for the now.
B J Truax Jun 2021
Nothing moves
Nothing  breathes
Nothing gains
Nothing to be contained
        Within the pain
B J Truax Apr 2021
Everyday we turn a page.
Who says greatness arrives just for   the few?
Let's all learn something we never knew.
It's Time to Turn the pages and begin anew.
B J Truax Nov 2020
You can hear the winds from inside my walls.
   Nature at its strongest so we can hear it when it calls.
   Raindrops beat with a rhythm against the window panes.
   Nothing dry remains.
B J Truax Aug 2020
The death of One
Is a death to All.
How far do we need to Fall?
B J Truax Aug 2020
It started with a Hello
It ended with a Goodbye.
Everything in between was just ingredients in a mixer.
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