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Aug 2014
I am torn by the sultry and evocative desire for peace in direct opposition of the raw steely taste of my emotions felt full for being left untamed.

Do I let slip the quiet sigh as as my mind transcends and leaves you all behind, a leaf floating on the breath of the divine?

Or do I let loose the dogs of war and feel life with crystal intensity and immediacy until I am consumed in the resulting conflagration.

I do not know.
Michael Amery
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Michael Amery  Vancouver
(Vancouver)   
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