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Dec 8
Each and every place we look,
it's not the dying light which smokes upon the pyre,
but truth, and plain reality
opposed to that which we desire,
we cannot trust if all we know is doubt
and certainty is cast upon the fire
Unpolished Ink
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Unpolished Ink
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   DENNY R ALLISON
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