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Unmarked By Their Passing

I tell you there’s no ending, no straightening the straights,

and the twists and turns of life will remain unending.

 

Where do those paths go, via many trees bowed by breeze,

and thorny bushes with fresh and old blood specks to show.

 

Some are freeted by time, just lumbering and slumbering,

as stuttering takes them on to old, past their posturing prime.

 

Bored by ster...

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Arise Sir Pain

 

Arise Sir Pain, for it must be time you smote me again,
maybe I've had too many days out of the sun and the rain,
some change in the 'fluences that drive my pen to shriek,
will bend the moods I can portray & themes that I then seek.
 
Yes today a challenge is welcomed despite the ruptured peace,
tensioned tranquilities having their fevered needs to be released,
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