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Nov 2013
The chill of a foreboding moment,
He feels the night
Casting shades of fear
Within a tearful mind.
Cadence of history
Bringing an end
To his serenity;
A quiet calamity chained
Within his heart.
His spirit despising
The chime of midnight.
David W Jones
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David W Jones  Las Vegas, Nevada
(Las Vegas, Nevada)   
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