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Aug 2012
i am the broom that sweeps you into the dust pan

the capo garbage man

the lie left unchallenged

the true deceiver

i shine amongst ****

i collect your rejects

an unbeliever

believing in himself

with helping hands

ill smite you

with torch in hand

pointing out the path

my thorns have roses
Michael W Noland
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Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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