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May 2015
Doctorial sick calls quench halls of fevered hearts,
Broken ribbed jaws hanging by pins and needles, they cometh by dart!!
Is your path straight or crooked by menacing ways part?
Clouds stretch across the open yards, none shunning, no end,
No start,
What's to fear other than thine own actions?
Know it all pacifier!!!!
Some grow slowly, while no contact gets thine own self tired...
brandon nagley
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brandon nagley  Ohio,USA..
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