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Mar 2016
In the chambers of this weathered mind
Memory seeps and pools
Like flooding streets

Ships of thought
Sail a blinding mist
On seas of no return

Hope is devoured
Like Suns in a black hole
Echoes in a dream
True love in this madness
Thomas P Owens Sr
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Thomas P Owens Sr  M/New Market, Va
(M/New Market, Va)   
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