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May 2017
no conquistador, nor battle minds live around this block,

that i know . perhaps they hide secretly awaiting surprise

attacks.



some folk surprising sweet, inside stained with thought,

imagining.  i will not know them.



he said that i was useless at war, had to be the  metal medic.

then he bashed me bent. toy soldiers.



even that.



sbm.

daily post : conquer

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Sonja Benskin Mesher
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