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Jun 2013
The lame dog
Paws ****** from the gore of the trail
Ceases
Keeling over
Ragged breaths chopping up the frozen air
And whines mournfully
At the wolves who have already disappeared
Without a glance back.
Screaming Wallflower
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Screaming Wallflower  between dreams
(between dreams)   
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