dear brothers and sisters
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and as the senses reel
for the ugliness has come
and we

seeking the real and fine
find each other again

within the alleys and streets
of the busted generation
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the joy of knowing.......!----------of knowing that that which we truly are may be fulfilled!----and what a glorious wondrousness-- that which we are!---------so much doubt, to be helpless within the Pain---to be so unfathomably
separated.... lost in the world....a  world bereft of the simple joy inherent within creation itself---------what is it that we have come to know?-----it is truly the means of finding each other beyond the powers of a degenerate society---------within our own words and poetry, true to others for we are true to ourself