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May 2017
the lion stands proud
on the edge of the abyss
with its increasing prowess
it is never the same

its flaws
an unwritten tapestry
waiting to be written

sinew woven
in his hard eyes
a pain of the past

( b.d.s.)
Written by
shåi  Androgynous/sound frequencies
(Androgynous/sound frequencies)   
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