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deserted thoughts...
He held a gun to my head and I saw the humanity in...
so I forgave him as soon as he lowered the pistol...
A Tedious Career
Highly Expected but...
You always had me
scratching at the dirt...
I left my dresser-drawer slightly open,
for your spirit to slip and escape this...
...and, I shiver as
I watch the last leaf fall...
Going Out to Play In the World
(an autistic journey...
Quiet contemplation
My reflection in glass like a ghost...
persistently airy,
presently absent...
An every day journey
With nothing special planned...
I inherited
my father and mother's...
I know of angels
who walk amongst...