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Oct 2013
A thousand fires raged in the valley of my heart,
burned the orchards to cinder

A hundred rivers flooded the plains of my soul,
drowned the good harvest

Ten thousand warriors destroyed my ego's fortress,
took the women and butchered the knights

They led me away in chains

The money-changers cast me out of the Temple,


You are within me,

and that is enough to break this prison
Jon Shierling
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Jon Shierling  Old Florida
(Old Florida)   
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