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Apr 2020
Greysen:    "Is that the Devil?"

Zion:            "You never know...
                     he could be right here."

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Two trains pass, it's starting to rain.

There is nowhere to go but the sodden earth.

How many graffiti Guernicas' grind by?

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A blue heron crashing into the creek

The minutes screaming by as we speak

Diet of coffee chugged cigarettes has me weak

A leaf, breathing and green, ants biting legs off of queen

You're scared to watch a movie without a happy ending

The hero doesn't always win when cards start spinning


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Patrick Kennon
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Patrick Kennon  33/M/x
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