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The Anarchy
Read more: The AnarchyNight sky would you roar With thunder Close in expanses of distance and wonder Here my heart lingers in the spaces of an earth quaked desert Two sides split apart Like we’re bookends in the dark Widening from the additions of narratives accumulating Will we meet again Will we find an escape Only…
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Home. There’s A Wind Blowing…
Read more: Home. There’s A Wind Blowing…I came back home this weekend. It doesn’t feel like home anymore. But it reminds me of home… …the place where memories rest in eager anticipation of my recollection. And now I recall…all the memories this place has brought…and the nostalgia of Fall linking me to my past…linking me to any place I’ve ever called…