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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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Uneasy heartthrobs Stalked by death’s hunger Those struck will arise To peaceful euphoric love O’ generation Watch the dead fall Then discover life In a spiritual land Acres remembered In colors unrecognized Except by the old Decrepit system Warmongers bringing To decorous politics In constant pressure of Nightmares in broad daylight An enlightening event
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