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Jan 2018
what gold have i
tremble
to me
in
clydesdales dreams


that my shoes
may fill these streets
all my chaos
be
strung
with violen strings


here me playing
in
streets

watch schollard mockers
read my display
watch
me
cry
in
the
corner


what child has mistaken me
that my love be
bubble
gum
blown


my child like thoughts
my man like dreams
these hands
these hands
these hands
could
****** you


walking  medalions quiver
leading
stalking
stallions silver
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