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Dec 2012
To the south slowly creeping up behind me
In the frozen darkness a sliver of light that controls
Our mother earth’s tide.

Tonight I am a puppeteer and out your dark
And lonely silk lined beds I want you to arise
Trust me; I’m all alone please do not hide.

Arms stretched out spanning this sacred ground
I use my shadows to knock on all your grave stones
For I want to wake you all up because I need to dance
Long into the night and dance with your decaying bones.

Moon beams shining so bright wake up so you can
See my face start to come into your sight
Shed your skins, take my hand, and leave your never-ending
Nightmares behind and dance with me tonight.

(CARSr. 12-04-12)
Curt A Rivard Sr
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Curt A Rivard Sr  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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