Scott Twombley Biography

I like it best when
The wind bullies graying hair
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I was
A witness
Last night
While you slept
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An admission of guilt
That I never became
The man I promised
When first we twinkled
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In my washed-out years
When I oft cheated death,
I dwelled in a land
Where mangoes rained down
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There are no lies
In this backyard kingdom
Where creation spirals
Within your shell,
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