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Jul 2015
My words will roam
like untamed cattle

searching for water
for the velvet of grass

the sun will bear down on them
ruthless and bright
ignorant of their aimless trek

with no leader
they will have to find their own way
    across the prairie of thought
their thirst quenched only by the
    clear water of ink
Written by
Vernon Waring  72/M/King of Prussia, PA
(72/M/King of Prussia, PA)   
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   NV and Kelley A Vinal
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