the magus's poetry wilderness                                 Finished Works 

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stranded
the world revolving timidly
as if to escape from itself
as if to hide from it’s shadow

    the anguished and dried lake bed
    from where all life has fled
    repeatedly beaten into submission
    a new born desert
    naked in the heart of our lives
We cannot carry on
when all things collide
when all life is dead

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