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Apr 2013
I existed[1]
[1]With splendid summers spent simmering under tropical wars
We left her there, to mourn and lay, amongst ecclesiastic statues
Solemn decoration the acrobat's swing, rubber floor bloodied
and the innocence of alabaster folly was replenished in spring's fire
Nomadic brethren sip from wooden chalice,  life affirmation
While maniacal spiders weave webs over the soul of a dictator
Such nonsense is dismissible to an undiscerning eye
or the spectacles as they fall from the nose of a man with no sight
and Athens cried out

Oh Autumn in Nebraska, the one I met fair Leanne
Face of constant laughter, a voice to haunt, thereafter
While you wile away, the toil and etiquette, of darker days
I lay, lying, the liar
I lay here, lighting a fire
I lay here
I lay here
...Watching stars
Reece
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Reece
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   ---, st64 and Jaymi Swift
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