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Oct 2014
There is no escape
from the subjective
rider -
with loose reigns  
and ranting minutiae
about an objective horse
that approaches
a weary
tempest wind.
W A Marshall
Written by
W A Marshall  Urbana, Illinois
(Urbana, Illinois)   
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