Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Walk Down The Boulevard Comments

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These streets will never be close to me.
The land is lonely, and the sky is
A dreamy shroud the color of the bloodied stone.
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Leila Samarrai
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He George 09 December 2015

Very dark in this unhappy, yet necessary world. I like 'wind taps on the bones. I neither like nor understand 'birds gnash with their fangs'? Explanation to me would be appreciated. All the best Terry

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