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Jul 2014
The sun cries that it's to early to be put to bed
Yet night insists that it's turn to shine has come
The stars glow like huge eyes against the dark background of sky
Air is white shirt crisp stillness trim down below on earth
Time steals days and nights of longing
Man dreams of ways to be Hero  survivor
Often hitting a blank surface in thought
Violence is a steady interruption of life's peace
That leaves no choices
Test my courage against the challenge
I win
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
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