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Aug 2017
Thrown over my shoulder,
dissolved into my past,
crystalline stones,
no longer season my future.

Opinions and decisions
drawn on life's experiences.
lead each down our own path.
sometimes requiring introspection,
and examination of our own,
inner demons.

Entrenched history,
paints the future,
but you can change the hue.
a collection
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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