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Jul 2012
What a sweet addiction overcomes me

An intoxication of cobwebbed lines

That cling to me pleading for recognition

Flesh that flops in fragile crime

That melts in sequence providing

Ashes that block my vision yet still my tears

It is a new beginning but I don’t know which one
Edgar Whitman Wilde
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Edgar Whitman Wilde
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   Joan Karcher
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