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Cosmic Matador |
A hard run forward in blistering wind starched soul standing on a bent, brittle limb End of the dreaming reality strikes down fragments lost in time a lethal dose of now A blind run forward in deliberating reason mind starts screaming recognizing treason End of the wanting contempt breeding more thief of hope and faith the cosmic matador |
Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
Art by Simin Armandi "Trees in Wind" |
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